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Registrace 5. 12. 2006
Rare Dubliners' songs and other hard to find quality (Irish) folk. I am especially interested in finding and publishing rare recordings of the late great Luke Kelly.
Al O'Donnell - Sliabh Na Mban
Taken from his album "Al O'Donnell 2"
Lyrics:
I hear no verses from thrush or blackbird
and grass grows dimly on the forest path,
the gorgeous maiden with grief is laden
with eternal wailing beating hands bereft.
She cries all pining that the young men
In Ireland nightly no rest can plan.
The troop of rangers, all-plundering strangers
on the sunny side slopes of Sliab na mBan.
I grieve my saying that that day's slaying
should have gone on, Gaels in their hundreds dead,
because the stranger is making game of us
saying pikes for them hold fear nor dread.
Our major came not in time of day break
we weren't prepared with our pikes as one,
but as wild sheep nearing a shepherd shearing
on the sunny side slopes of Sliab na mBan.
The Frenchman's rallying with sharp masts steadying
his top sails, bending at sea a while.
His frequent sea cracks mean out isle he's seeking
and for Gaels who see once more in power and style.
Could I believe that he's not deceiving
my heart wouldn't be weaving like the lark at dawn
to down the stranger and hear the hunt's horn blazing
on the sunny side slopes of Sliab na mBan.
New Ross 'tis known wasn't what beat us woefully
and left the horde of us stretched and weak,
we babes unclothed as cinders smouldering
and she who bore it lying by ditch and dike.
I have it sworn now that he who lowered us
we'll be before him with pikes each man
and teach the yeoman to fear the foeman
on the sunny side slopes of Sliabh na mBan.
Lyrics:
I hear no verses from thrush or blackbird
and grass grows dimly on the forest path,
the gorgeous maiden with grief is laden
with eternal wailing beating hands bereft.
She cries all pining that the young men
In Ireland nightly no rest can plan.
The troop of rangers, all-plundering strangers
on the sunny side slopes of Sliab na mBan.
I grieve my saying that that day's slaying
should have gone on, Gaels in their hundreds dead,
because the stranger is making game of us
saying pikes for them hold fear nor dread.
Our major came not in time of day break
we weren't prepared with our pikes as one,
but as wild sheep nearing a shepherd shearing
on the sunny side slopes of Sliab na mBan.
The Frenchman's rallying with sharp masts steadying
his top sails, bending at sea a while.
His frequent sea cracks mean out isle he's seeking
and for Gaels who see once more in power and style.
Could I believe that he's not deceiving
my heart wouldn't be weaving like the lark at dawn
to down the stranger and hear the hunt's horn blazing
on the sunny side slopes of Sliab na mBan.
New Ross 'tis known wasn't what beat us woefully
and left the horde of us stretched and weak,
we babes unclothed as cinders smouldering
and she who bore it lying by ditch and dike.
I have it sworn now that he who lowered us
we'll be before him with pikes each man
and teach the yeoman to fear the foeman
on the sunny side slopes of Sliabh na mBan.
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Video
Al O'Donnell - The Dark Eyed Sailor
zhlédnutí 4,3KPřed 3 lety
Al O'Donnell with a beautiful rendition of this classic broken token song. Taken from his album 'Al O'Donnell 2'. Pictured above accompanying Luke Kelly during his famous recording of Raglan Road. Lyrics: As I roved out one evening fair It bein' the summertime to take the air I spied a sailor and a lady gay And I stood to listen And I stood to listen to hear what they would say He said "Fair la...
Al O'Donnell - The Night Before Larry Was Stretched
zhlédnutí 1,4KPřed 3 lety
Al O'Donnell with a brilliant version of this Irish execution ballad. Lyrics The night before Larry was stretched The boys, they all paid him a visit A bit in their sacks too they fetched They sweated their duds till they ris’ it For Larry was ever the lad When a boy was condemned to the Squeezer To pawn all the duds that he had For to help a poor lad to a sneezer And warm his gob ‘fore he died...
Luke Kelly - The Dark Eyed Sailor (Intro and a verse)
zhlédnutí 6KPřed 3 lety
Taken from a recording of one of Ewan MacColl's 'critics groups' from 1964, in which singers critiqued each others performances. I haven't been able to get my hands on the entire recording yet. Part of the recording, including critiques, can be found here: www.rte.ie/radio/radioplayer/html5/#/lyric/10368209
Al O'Donnell - Ned of the Hill
zhlédnutí 1,8KPřed 3 lety
Fantastic version by Al. From his LP 'Al O'Donnell' Lyrics: Oh dark is the evening and silent the hour Oh who is that minstrel by yon shady tower Whose harp is so tenderly touching with skill Oh who could it be but young Ned of the Hill And he sings, "Lady love, will you come with me now Come and live merrily under the bough I'll pillow your head where the light fairies tread If you will but we...
The Dubliners - The Call and the Answer
zhlédnutí 53KPřed 11 lety
Sung by Sean Cannon. Written by Phil Colclough. Lyrics: You called and I ran Wild as the wind which rolls across the moor All we needed is each other With the eagles we will soar You are the call, I am the answer You are the wish and I am the way You the music, I the dancer You are the night and I am the day You are the night and I am the day You and I we're like two rivers Run and fall down to...
The Dubliners - The Dublin Jack of all trades
zhlédnutí 71KPřed 15 lety
Sung by Sean Cannon. From The Album 'The Dubliners Dublin' Lyrics: Oh I am a roving sporting blade, theycall me Jack of allTrades I always place my chief delight incourting pretty fair maids. So when in Dublin I arrived totry for a situation Ialwaysheard themsay itwas thepride ofall theNations. I'm a roving jack of many-a-trades Of everytrade of alltrades And if you wish to know my name Theycal...
The Dubliners - Johnny Doyle
zhlédnutí 20KPřed 15 lety
Sung by Sean Cannon. From the album 'The Dubliners Dublin' Lyrics: You sons of Dan O'Connels Isle Pray pay attention to my ditty For it's all about a fair young man His birthplace it was Dublin city My song is for to demonstrate A story with a pius moral Beginning by the Carlisle bridge And ending on the Isles of Coral A scooner stood by George's Quay With sails all furled one saltry season A m...
Ronnie Drew - Barney Brown
zhlédnutí 19KPřed 15 lety
From his album 'Guaranteed', 1979. First a verse of 'The Mero', as the cd is a story about Dublin and a lot of songs start with a spoken intro or verse of a song.
The Dubliners - When Margaret Was Eleven
zhlédnutí 84KPřed 15 lety
Great anti-war song. Written by Pete St. John, sung by Ronnie Drew. Lyrics: My father said farewell and the band played tunes of glory A giant man with ribbons, bedeviled dignity A regimental sergeant, the backbone of the Empire For God and righteous glory bound for High Germany Sweet Lord, I was just seven when Margaret was eleven They served us war for breakfast and soldiers' songs for tea "Y...
Ronnie Drew - Hi for the Beggarman (solo version)
zhlédnutí 12KPřed 15 lety
From his album 'Ronnie Drew', 1975. Lyrics: The night was dark and very cold When I took pity on a poor soul I took pity on a poor soul And let in a beggarman Me Too-roo-roo-roo rantin' hi Too-roo-roo-roo rantin' hi Too-roo-roo-roo rantin' hi And Hi for the beggarman He crept into a cozy nook He hung his hat upon a hook He hung his hat upon a hook And soon was fast asleep Me Too-roo-roo-roo ran...
Ronnie Drew - Master Mcgrath (solo version)
zhlédnutí 116KPřed 15 lety
Great version from his solo album 'Ronnie Drew', 1975.
The Dubliners - Raglan Road (live)
zhlédnutí 204KPřed 15 lety
Luke Kelly singing Raglan Road in the National stadium in 1972. It fades for a second because they ran out of tape when recording it... Lyrics: On Raglan Road of an autumn day I saw her first and knew That her dark hair would weave a snare That I might one day rue I saw the danger, and I passed Along the enchanted way And I said, "Let grief be a falling leaf At the dawning of the day" On Grafto...
The Dubliners - Barney's Mozart
zhlédnutí 53KPřed 15 lety
Great piece by Barney McKenna. From their album 'Hometown', 1972.
Luke Kelly - Joe Brady (last verse)
zhlédnutí 9KPřed 15 lety
Just one verse unfortunately. If anybody knows where to find the full song, please let me know. Taken from a documentary about Brendan Behan's Dublin. Lyrics: It was in Kilmainham Prison the Invicibles were hung Mrs Kelly she stood there in mourning all for her darling son She threw back her shawl and she says to all though he fills a lime pit grave My son was no informer and he died a Fenian b...
The Dubliners - The Juice Of The Barley (Live)
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The Dubliners - The Juice Of The Barley (Live)
The Dubliners - Rare Old Mountain Dew (original version)
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The Dubliners - Rare Old Mountain Dew (original version)
The Dubliners - The Wild Rover (rare live version)
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The Dubliners - The Wild Rover (rare live version)
The Dubliners - My Little Son (album version)
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The Dubliners - My Little Son (album version)
Luke Kelly - Bombo Lane & Dublin in the Rare Ould Times
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Luke Kelly - Bombo Lane & Dublin in the Rare Ould Times
The Dubliners - Ratcliffe Highway (live)
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The Dubliners - Ratcliffe Highway (live)
The Dubliners - The Ballad of Ronnie's Mare
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The Dubliners - The Ballad of Ronnie's Mare
The piece of music Barney's actually playing is a waltz by Joseph Meissonnier. It isn't by Mozart
I wish there was a video of this. Singing Monto at Royal Albert Hall would be stunner!
Beautiful! Luke's singing and Ronnie's introduction and The Clancy imitation♥
Typical song to love The Dubliners for! ♥
Brilliant ❤
Ein Jahrhundert-Werk !
Still listening. Immortal until this medium dies,
Patsy watchorn
Brilliant
One word for this song a classic from the greatest Luke Kelly
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Whisky and Guinnes !! Great song !!
The Dubs at their best, used to sing this with my family.
Playing this just lost my dad yes I’m crying
We will get a receipt for it, when Ireland gets her freedom - u get ur motorcar.
Crying now as I listen just lost my dad
Love the funny lyrics with the serious, slightly sinister minor key tune. Brilliant
One of those Injin-mixes here and I won't forget til I'm old. I ain't worried about labels man, I'm Irish among other many other ancestors. Seen Communism, seen Fascism, seen Japanese Imperialism, and seen our Native slavery and imperfections. We shouldn't strive to just be a rebel, but if soon or gravely need be, this is the way we go. We fixed bayonets during the Korean War; ain't outta sight. Cheers fellas and lasses.
I want to hear this song at my deathbed ,before I die ,before I move on to whatever afterlife there is in our world ,and When the Angel Woos the Clay ,He'd loose ,his wings at the dawn of a new Day ...
Unfortunately this piece is never offered on Pandora. This is one of my favorites from the “Irish Masters “
priceless
lol the coughging at the start
This song is still relevant for all the mercenaries joining the war against Russia, risking their lives not even for a medal or a pension but a mere paycheque
Even as a Free-Stater, this is a great tune.. well.. every song by The Dubliners is anyways. RIP.
English loyalist scumbag. Ireland all the way 🇮🇪
Cnut!!!🇮🇪
Poor Dr. Henry M. Johnston :(
Quick question where did Barney rob Tommy Clancys jumper ahhaha
Just listen to the lyrics. This is actually a profoundly socialist song. People know 'Macalpine's Fusliers', but this is the song that actually tells it like it was.
There was an ould man down by Killiburn Brae - Riful, riful, tidi foldey There was an ould man down by Killiburn Brae Had a curse of a wife for most of his days With me riful doldol, tidi folol Fola doldol da dolda doldey One day as this man he walked out in the glen - Riful, riful, tidi foldey One day as this man he walked out in the glen Well he met with the divil, says "How are ye then?" The divil he says "I have come for your wife" - Riful, riful, tidi foldey The divil he says "I have come for your wife" For I hear she's the curse and the bane of your life So the divil he hoisted her up on his back - Riful, riful, tidi foldey So the divil he hoisted her up on his back And away off to hell, with her he did whack And when at last they came to hell's gates - Riful, riful, tidi foldey And when at last they came to hell's gates Well she lifted her stick and she battered his pate There were two little divils there tied up in chains - Riful, riful, tidi foldey There were two little divils there tied up in chains Well she lifted her stick and she scattered their brains There were two other divils there roaring like bulls - Riful, riful, tidi foldey There were two other divils there roaring like bulls And she lifted her stick and she battered their skulls There were two other divils there playing at ball - Riful, riful, tidi foldey There were two other divils there playing at ball She lifted her stick and she battered them all So the divil he hoisted her up on his back - Riful, riful, tidi foldey So the divil he hoisted her up on his back They were seven years coming and days going back And when they came back to Killiburn Brae - Riful, riful, tidi foldey And when they came back to Killiburn Brae Well the divil he cried and he shouted hooray Says he, me good man, here's your wife safe and well - Riful, riful, tidi foldey Says he, me good man, here's your wife safe and well For the likes of herself we would not have in hell Which proves that the women are worse than the men - Riful, riful, tidi foldey Which proves that the women are worse than the men When they go down to hell they are thrown out again
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S gurrier manager on the left.
Luke in his prime. Personally I do not like his style. It was so much crying!
BEST LUKE SONG!
Great song great talent great lads! ❤️👏👏🙏
Will do
It becomes more powerful when my name is Benjamin Ratcliffe.
Never knew the name of this song, thank you xx
No matter where the song comes from until the dubliners sing it you will never hear it beyond it's village
No matter where the song comes from until the dubliners sing it you will never hear it beyond it's village
This version is brilliant. Ronnie in his voice-prime!
Its amazing how the spirit and the stories of those who gave they're lives for Ireland still live in through these songs il listen to these till the day i day to remember and pay respect to them
Nothing like a song celebrating a red light district (abuse and poverty) sung by red-nosed patrons. Alright ladies, give these pigs a clap. What else are you proud of, Ireland?
I heard Ronnie sing this song live many years ago. The empathy and humanity of the Dublinners is unsurpassed. Bravo Dublinners and blessings Ronnie 🇮🇪 xxxx
The only song im aware of that gives a nod to DeValera and the fact that a lot of british soldiers died in Easter week , the rebels lost less than 60 ( excluding the executuons ) the british army lost about 250 , and they are buried in Dublin , they wernt taken home ,
Amazing band Luke was and is the best
Irish soul music 🇮🇪💪
HE😆REALLY 😃COMICAL😀 GENIUS 🤣SO😅 FUNNY😂
See u in hell
Wat u kno
Mr Drew - we miss you!
Word to the this song