Out on the Mira on warm afternoons
Old men go fishing with black line and spoons
And if they catch nothing they’ll never complain
I wish I was with them again.
As boys in the boats call to girls on the shore
Teasing the ones that they dearly adore
And into the evening the courting begins
I wish I was with them again.
[Chorus:]
Can you imagine a piece of the universe
More fit for princes and kings?
I’ll trade you ten of your cities
For Marion Bridge and the pleasure it brings
Out on the Mira on soft summer nights
Bonfires blaze to the children’s delight
They dance ’round the flames singing songs with their friends
I wish I was with them again
And over the ashes the stories are told
Of witches and werewolves and Oak Island gold
The stars on the river they sparkle and spin
I wish I was with them again
[Chorus]
Can you imagine a piece of the universe
More fit for princes and kings?
I’ll trade you ten of your cities
For Marion Bridge and the pleasure it brings
Out on the Mira the people are kind
They’ll treat you to home-brew and help you unwind
And if you come broken you’ll see that you mend
I wish I was with them again
Now I’ll conclude with a wish you go well
Sweet be your dreams, and your happiness swell
I’ll leave you here, for my journey begins
I’m going to be with them again.
I’m going to be with them again.
Wednesday, August 21, 2013
CELTIC THUNDER – Somewhere Over The Rainbow
Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high
There’s a land that I’ve heard of
Once in a lullaby
Somewhere over the rainbow
Skies are blue
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true
Someday I’ll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
Away above the chimney tops
That’s where you’ll find me
Somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly
Birds fly over the rainbow
Why then, oh, why can’t I?
If happy little bluebirds fly
Beyond the rainbow
Why, oh, why can’t I?
Way up high
There’s a land that I’ve heard of
Once in a lullaby
Somewhere over the rainbow
Skies are blue
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true
Someday I’ll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
Away above the chimney tops
That’s where you’ll find me
Somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly
Birds fly over the rainbow
Why then, oh, why can’t I?
If happy little bluebirds fly
Beyond the rainbow
Why, oh, why can’t I?
CELTIC THUNDER – She’s Always A Woman
She can kill with a smile
She can wound with her eyes
She can ruin your faith with her casual lies
And she only reveals what she wants you to see
She hides like a child,
But she’s always a woman to me
She can lead you to love
She can take you or leave you
She can ask for the truth
But she’ll never believe you
And she’ll take what you give her, as long as it’s free
Yeah, she steals like a thief
But she’s always a woman to me
Oh, she takes care of herself
She can wait if she wants
She’s ahead of her time
Oh, and she never gives out
And she never gives in
She just changes her mind
And she’ll promise you more
Than the Garden of Eden
Then she’ll carelessly cut you
And laugh while you’re bleedin’
But she’ll bring out the best
And the worst you can be
Blame it all on yourself
Cause she’s always a woman to me
Oh, she takes care of herself
She can wait if she wants
She’s ahead of her time
Oh, and she never gives out
And she never gives in
She just changes her mind
She is frequently kind
And she’s suddenly cruel
She can do as she pleases
She’s nobody’s fool
But she can’t be convicted
She’s earned her degree
And the most she will do
Is throw shadows at you
But she’s always a woman to me
She can wound with her eyes
She can ruin your faith with her casual lies
And she only reveals what she wants you to see
She hides like a child,
But she’s always a woman to me
She can lead you to love
She can take you or leave you
She can ask for the truth
But she’ll never believe you
And she’ll take what you give her, as long as it’s free
Yeah, she steals like a thief
But she’s always a woman to me
Oh, she takes care of herself
She can wait if she wants
She’s ahead of her time
Oh, and she never gives out
And she never gives in
She just changes her mind
And she’ll promise you more
Than the Garden of Eden
Then she’ll carelessly cut you
And laugh while you’re bleedin’
But she’ll bring out the best
And the worst you can be
Blame it all on yourself
Cause she’s always a woman to me
Oh, she takes care of herself
She can wait if she wants
She’s ahead of her time
Oh, and she never gives out
And she never gives in
She just changes her mind
She is frequently kind
And she’s suddenly cruel
She can do as she pleases
She’s nobody’s fool
But she can’t be convicted
She’s earned her degree
And the most she will do
Is throw shadows at you
But she’s always a woman to me
CELTIC THUNDER – Seven Drunken Nights
As I went home on Monday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a horse outside the door where my old horse should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her: “Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that horse outside the door where my old horse should be?”
“Ah, you’re drunk,
You’re drunk, you silly old fool,
Still you can not see
That’s a lovely sow that me mother sent to me.”
“It’s many a day I’ve travelled a hundred miles or more
But a saddle on a sow sure I never saw before.”
And as I went home on Tuesday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a coat behind the door where my old coat should be
So I called me wife and I said to her: “Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that coat behind the door where my old coat should be?”
“Ah, you’re drunk,
You’re drunk, you silly old fool,
Still you can not see
That’s a woollen blanket that me mother sent to me.”
“It’s many a day I’ve travelled a hundred miles or more
But buttons in a blanket sure I never saw before.”
As I went home on Wednesday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a pipe up on the chair where my old pipe should be
So I called his wife and I said to her: “Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that pipe up on the chair where my old pipe should be?”
“Ah, you’re drunk,
You’re drunk, you silly old fool,
Still you can not see
That’s a lovely tin whistle that me mother sent to me.”
“It’s many a day I’ve travelled a hundred miles or more
But tobacco in a tin whistle sure I never saw before.”
And as I came home on a Thursday? …Thursday night as drunk as drunk could be
I-I-I saw two boots beneath the bed where my old boots should be
Well, I called me wife and I says to her: “Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns them boots beneath the bed where my old boots should be?”
“Ah, you’re drunk,
You’re drunk, you silly old fool,
Still you can not see
They’re two lovely geranium pots me mother sent to me.”
“Well, it’s many a day I’ve travelled a hundred miles or more
But laces in geranium pots I never saw before.”
Well, as I went home on Friday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a head upon the bed where my bald head should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her: “Would you kindly tell to me
Who owns that head upon the bed where my old head should be?”
“Ah, you’re drunk,
You’re drunk, you silly old fool,
Still you can not see
That’s a baby boy that me mother sent to me.”
“Well, it’s many a day I’ve travelled a hundred miles or more
But a baby boy with his whiskers on sure I never saw before.”
“Ah, you’re drunk,
You’re drunk, you silly old fool,
Still you can not see
That’s a baby boy that me mother sent to me.”
“Well, it’s many a day I’ve travelled a hundred miles or more
But a baby boy with his whiskers on sure I never saw before.”
“But a baby boy with his whiskers on sure I never saw before.”
I saw a horse outside the door where my old horse should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her: “Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that horse outside the door where my old horse should be?”
“Ah, you’re drunk,
You’re drunk, you silly old fool,
Still you can not see
That’s a lovely sow that me mother sent to me.”
“It’s many a day I’ve travelled a hundred miles or more
But a saddle on a sow sure I never saw before.”
And as I went home on Tuesday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a coat behind the door where my old coat should be
So I called me wife and I said to her: “Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that coat behind the door where my old coat should be?”
“Ah, you’re drunk,
You’re drunk, you silly old fool,
Still you can not see
That’s a woollen blanket that me mother sent to me.”
“It’s many a day I’ve travelled a hundred miles or more
But buttons in a blanket sure I never saw before.”
As I went home on Wednesday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a pipe up on the chair where my old pipe should be
So I called his wife and I said to her: “Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that pipe up on the chair where my old pipe should be?”
“Ah, you’re drunk,
You’re drunk, you silly old fool,
Still you can not see
That’s a lovely tin whistle that me mother sent to me.”
“It’s many a day I’ve travelled a hundred miles or more
But tobacco in a tin whistle sure I never saw before.”
And as I came home on a Thursday? …Thursday night as drunk as drunk could be
I-I-I saw two boots beneath the bed where my old boots should be
Well, I called me wife and I says to her: “Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns them boots beneath the bed where my old boots should be?”
“Ah, you’re drunk,
You’re drunk, you silly old fool,
Still you can not see
They’re two lovely geranium pots me mother sent to me.”
“Well, it’s many a day I’ve travelled a hundred miles or more
But laces in geranium pots I never saw before.”
Well, as I went home on Friday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a head upon the bed where my bald head should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her: “Would you kindly tell to me
Who owns that head upon the bed where my old head should be?”
“Ah, you’re drunk,
You’re drunk, you silly old fool,
Still you can not see
That’s a baby boy that me mother sent to me.”
“Well, it’s many a day I’ve travelled a hundred miles or more
But a baby boy with his whiskers on sure I never saw before.”
“Ah, you’re drunk,
You’re drunk, you silly old fool,
Still you can not see
That’s a baby boy that me mother sent to me.”
“Well, it’s many a day I’ve travelled a hundred miles or more
But a baby boy with his whiskers on sure I never saw before.”
“But a baby boy with his whiskers on sure I never saw before.”
CELTIC THUNDER – Scorn Not His Simplicity
See the child
With the golden hair
Yet eyes that show the emptiness inside
Do we know
Can we understand just how he feels
Or have we really tried
See him now
As he stands alone
And watches children play a children’s game
Simple child
He looks almost like the others
Yet they know he’s not the same
Scorn not his simplicity
But rather try to love him all the more
Scorn not his simplicity
Oh no
Oh no
See him stare
Not recognizing the kind face
That only yesterday he loved
The loving face
Of a mother who can’t understand
what she’s been guilty of
How she cried, tears of happiness
the day the doctor told her it’s a boy
Now she cries tears of helplessness
and thinks of all the things he can’t enjoy
Scorn not his simplicity
But rather try to love him all the more
Scorn not his simplicity
Oh no
Oh no
Only he knows how to face the future hopefully
Surrounded by despair
He won’t ask for your pity or your sympathy
But surely you should care
Scorn not his simplicity
But rather try to love him all the more
Scorn not his simplicity
Oh no
Oh no
Oh no
With the golden hair
Yet eyes that show the emptiness inside
Do we know
Can we understand just how he feels
Or have we really tried
See him now
As he stands alone
And watches children play a children’s game
Simple child
He looks almost like the others
Yet they know he’s not the same
Scorn not his simplicity
But rather try to love him all the more
Scorn not his simplicity
Oh no
Oh no
See him stare
Not recognizing the kind face
That only yesterday he loved
The loving face
Of a mother who can’t understand
what she’s been guilty of
How she cried, tears of happiness
the day the doctor told her it’s a boy
Now she cries tears of helplessness
and thinks of all the things he can’t enjoy
Scorn not his simplicity
But rather try to love him all the more
Scorn not his simplicity
Oh no
Oh no
Only he knows how to face the future hopefully
Surrounded by despair
He won’t ask for your pity or your sympathy
But surely you should care
Scorn not his simplicity
But rather try to love him all the more
Scorn not his simplicity
Oh no
Oh no
Oh no
CELTIC THUNDER – Past The Point Of Rescue
Last night I dreamed you were back again
Larger than life again, holding me tight again
Placing those same kisses on my brow
Sweeter than ever now;
Lord, I remember how
Couldn’t get enough of kissing;
do you know how much you’re missing
No, you don’t, but I do
The days like a slow train trickle by
And even the words that I write refuse to fly
All I can hear is your song haunting me
Can’t get the melody out of my head, you see
Distractions are amusing; do you know how much you’re losing
No, you don’t, but I do
But I do, and I wonder if I’m past the point of rescue
Is no word from you at all the best that you can do
I never meant to push or shove you;
do you know how much I love you
No, you don’t, but I do
I never meant to push or shove you;
do you know how much I love you
No, you don’t, but I do
I swore I’d never fall like this again
Fools like me never win;
I came to my knees again
I can’t close the door on likelihood
Things might be just as good;
always knew they would
Gotta let your love invite me;
girl, do you think it might be just as good
No, you don’t, but I do
Oh, but I do, and I wonder if I’m past the point of rescue
Is no word from you at all the best that you can do
I never meant to push or shove you;
do you know how much I love you
No, you don’t, but I do
I do
I do
I do
Larger than life again, holding me tight again
Placing those same kisses on my brow
Sweeter than ever now;
Lord, I remember how
Couldn’t get enough of kissing;
do you know how much you’re missing
No, you don’t, but I do
The days like a slow train trickle by
And even the words that I write refuse to fly
All I can hear is your song haunting me
Can’t get the melody out of my head, you see
Distractions are amusing; do you know how much you’re losing
No, you don’t, but I do
But I do, and I wonder if I’m past the point of rescue
Is no word from you at all the best that you can do
I never meant to push or shove you;
do you know how much I love you
No, you don’t, but I do
I never meant to push or shove you;
do you know how much I love you
No, you don’t, but I do
I swore I’d never fall like this again
Fools like me never win;
I came to my knees again
I can’t close the door on likelihood
Things might be just as good;
always knew they would
Gotta let your love invite me;
girl, do you think it might be just as good
No, you don’t, but I do
Oh, but I do, and I wonder if I’m past the point of rescue
Is no word from you at all the best that you can do
I never meant to push or shove you;
do you know how much I love you
No, you don’t, but I do
I do
I do
I do
CELTIC THUNDER – Moondance
Well, it’s a marvelous night for a moondance
With the stars up above in your eyes
A fantabulous night to make romance
‘Neath the cover of October skies
And all the leaves on the trees are fallin’
To the sound of the breezes that blow
An’ I’m trying to please to the callin’
Of your heartstrings that play soft and low
And all the night’s magic seems to whisper and hush
And all the soft moonlight seems to shine in your blush
Can I just have one more moondance with you, my love?
Can I just make some more romance with you, my love?
Well, I wanna make love to you tonight
I can’t wait ’til the morning has come
And I know now the time is just right
And straight into my arms you will run
And when you come, my heart will be waiting
To make sure that you’re never alone
There and then, all my dreams will come true, dear
There and then, I will make you my own
And every time I touch you, you just tremble inside
And I know how much you want me that you can’t hide
Can I just have one more moondance with you, my love?
Can I just make some more romance with you, my love?
And all the night’s magic seems to whisper and hush
And all the soft moonlight seems to shine in your blush
Can I just have one more moondance with you, my love?
Can I just make some more romance with you, my love?
Well, it’s a marvelous night for a moondance
Stars up above in your eyes
A fantabulous night to make romance
‘Neath the cover of October skies
And all the leaves on the trees are falling
To the sound of the breezes that blow
And I’m trying to please to the calling
Of your heartstrings that play soft and low
And all the night’s magic seems to whisper and hush
And all the soft moonlight seems to shine in your blush
Can I just have one more moondance with you, my love?
Can I just make some more romance with you, my love?
One more moondance with you
In the moonlight, on a magic night
All the moonlight, on a magic night
Can I just have one more moondance with you, my love?
With the stars up above in your eyes
A fantabulous night to make romance
‘Neath the cover of October skies
And all the leaves on the trees are fallin’
To the sound of the breezes that blow
An’ I’m trying to please to the callin’
Of your heartstrings that play soft and low
And all the night’s magic seems to whisper and hush
And all the soft moonlight seems to shine in your blush
Can I just have one more moondance with you, my love?
Can I just make some more romance with you, my love?
Well, I wanna make love to you tonight
I can’t wait ’til the morning has come
And I know now the time is just right
And straight into my arms you will run
And when you come, my heart will be waiting
To make sure that you’re never alone
There and then, all my dreams will come true, dear
There and then, I will make you my own
And every time I touch you, you just tremble inside
And I know how much you want me that you can’t hide
Can I just have one more moondance with you, my love?
Can I just make some more romance with you, my love?
And all the night’s magic seems to whisper and hush
And all the soft moonlight seems to shine in your blush
Can I just have one more moondance with you, my love?
Can I just make some more romance with you, my love?
Well, it’s a marvelous night for a moondance
Stars up above in your eyes
A fantabulous night to make romance
‘Neath the cover of October skies
And all the leaves on the trees are falling
To the sound of the breezes that blow
And I’m trying to please to the calling
Of your heartstrings that play soft and low
And all the night’s magic seems to whisper and hush
And all the soft moonlight seems to shine in your blush
Can I just have one more moondance with you, my love?
Can I just make some more romance with you, my love?
One more moondance with you
In the moonlight, on a magic night
All the moonlight, on a magic night
Can I just have one more moondance with you, my love?
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