Conference tallis::celt

    The song was recorded on their "Recorded Live - The Clancy Brothers
    And Tommy Makem In Ireland!" album (Columbia Records CS 9065). Recorded
    live over two nights Aug 21, 22, 1964 on the stage of Ulster Hall
    in Belfast. The album jacket states it is the first stereo album
    ever recorded on the Ould Sod. In introducing the song, Tom Clancy
    states "it's an old cockney song, Vaudville song actually". 
    Although I listened to it several times, there are some words I
    still can't make out for certain. And the chorus at the very end
    is all but impossible to understand, just bits and pieces of
    sentences. Hope you enjoy it!
    
              THEY'RE MOVING FATHER'S GRAVE TO BUILD A SEWER
                         (J. Kennedy - H. Kennedy)  Sung by Tom Clancy
                                                  (wicked Cockney accent)
    
          Oh, they're movin' Father's grave to build a sewer.
          They're movin' 'im regardless of expense.          
    
          They've dug up 'is remains, to put in 5 inch drains,
          to give a gate (against?) some posh bloke's residence.
    
    (Chorus) 'IS RESIDENCE!
    
          Now, what's the use of 'avin' to 'ave religion,
          if when you're dead, your troubles never cease?!
    
          If some posh city chap wants a pipeline to his privy,
          They'll never let a British workman rest in peace!
    
    (Chorus) OH, REST IN PEACE!
    
          Now, in his lifetime father never was a quitter. (solo) NEVER!
          I'm sure that he won't be a quitter now.
    
          For when the job's complete, beyond that privy seat,
          and (h)e'll only let them sit when they're allowed!
    
    (Chorus) WHEN THEY"RE ALLOWED!
    
          Oh won't there be some bleedin' consternation,
          And won't these city chappies rant and rave.
                                                        
          Oh which is more than they deserve
          for 'avin' the bloody nerve
          to mop (muck?) around with a British Workman's Grave!
    
    (Chorus)
          
       
    
    

    RE: .1  "revised lyrics"
    
    4th line, 1st verse should be:
    
    
    
                 "to irrigate some posh bloke's res-i-dence"
    
    
    
    
    
    

    
    Can anyone supply me with the words to "Cill Chais" (as Gaeilge)
    and "The County of Armagh"(as bearla). If they can and they will
    I'd appreciate it........
    
    	Gru� und Danke,
    		Blob.......
     

    Mary Mac's (sp) father's makin Mary Mac marry me......
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    Mary Mac's mother's makin' Mary Mac marry me
    My mother's makin' me marry Mary Mac
    I'm goin' to marry Mary
    Mary will be good for me 
    We'll all be makin' merry when I marry Mary Mac......
    

    The version I have, by Tommy Makem and Liam Clancy goes
    
    Mary Mac's father's makin' Mary Mac marry me
    My father's makin' me marry Mary Mac
    I'm goin' to marry Mary
    For Mary will take care o' me
    We'll all be feelin' merry when I marry Mary Mac
                                                
    What does everyone else think ?
    
    				Andy.
    

     re.5
    
    
    	Dick: I have the Jerry O'Kane (Houlihans) version on cassette
              if you or anyone else would like to borrow it.
    
    	      I'm sure that you would only just listen to the cassette
    	      and not try to make a copy of it as that might be illegal.
    
              :-)
    
    
    
    	keVin
    
    	

        OGO1-2/F16  I would very much appreciate listening to it, and
                    I have a good memory, when not clouded with Guinness,
                    so I'd probably only have to listen to it once and
                    can send it right back...
    
        Dick

    Would anyone be able to supply me with the words of Nancy Spain. KeVin,
    I'm sure you must have them somewhere  with all the rest of your
    Christy Moore songs. It would be very much appreciated.
    
    Regards,
    
    Gerry

    
    
    
    	Gerry: The words are on the way ......  :-)
    
    
    
    
    	keVin
    

    
    	Is it possible to mail me the words of Nancy Spain so I can
    accompany Tom Shaughnessy the next time he falls asleep in Paddy
    Fahy's and breaks into his superb rendition of the great song.
    
    		BRIAN HOUSE @REO
    
    	Cheers 
    		Brian	50% Galwegian

    Hi All,
    		Anybody got the words to U2's Wire much appreciated
    if some kind sole or lonely YE-3 fan could jott them down here for
    me.
    
    Regards.
    
    Bruce

    
    
    
    	Never heard of them  !!!!!   :-)


                                    
    
    
    keVin
    

    I can't vouch for the words... but here's my best stab...


    Innocent and innocence I am
    Guilty of the crime that's now in hand
    Such a nice day to throw your life away
    Such a nice day
    Let it go

    Cold these eyes I
    Can't believe it
    Cold in this heart and soul
    Heart and Soul
        
    Cold day such a
    Cold heart such a
    Cold metal watch you
    Tear yourself apart

    So lay me down
    My soul to keep
    So lay me down the 
    Longest sleep

    The longest sleep

    In I come and 
    Out you go you get
    Here we are again now
    Place your bet

    Is this the time?
    The time to win or lose
    Is this the time?
    The time to choose
    
    Cold in these eyes I
    Can't believe it
    So deep inside a
    Cold fire
    Cold in this heart and soul

    Any time you're only a
    Kiss away

    Watch it touch down
    That's right just keep me down

    Here so what Jack
    You're from the right track
    Cut turn
    Cut out
    Cut throat
    Let out
    I'm on your side
    Be on the ? side
    I'm all right Jack
    You get off my back
    I'm no dope
    I give you hope
    Here's the rope
    Here's the rope
    Now 
    Swing on it

    Many thanks to you for that..
    
    I've been away in Bonnie Scotland over the last week, hence the
    delay in replying.
    
    Spent a few days with the su roof open foot to the floor and loads
    of U2, as I went through the Highlands.
    
    I shall post a note about my travels elsewhere in this conference.
    
    
    
    Regards.
    
    Bruce ( A Homesick Jock in England)

    Anyone got the lyrics (and cords if possible)   for 'The Mountains of
    Mourne' by Ralph McTell (I think).
    
    Thanks,
    
    Gerry

    I can't believe that noone has the lyrics for 'The Mountains of
    Mourne'! Come on KeVin, I think I remember you singing it one night ��
    or was that the Bucks of Mourne.
    
    Gerry
    									 

    Gerry, why not try the folk_music conference?
    

    
    I'm sure somebody must know the words to Sean South ? If so could they
    post them here please.  Thanks in advance.
    
    Good luck,
    
    		Brian.

    
    
    	Gerry: Is there any relationship between you wanting the words to
               "The Mountains of Mourne" and the fact that Down won the
               All-Ireland  ??    :-)
    
    
    		(I'll post the words to the first verse in a short while)
    
    	Loads of us are off to Boston Saturday night for the Pogues Concert !
    
    	(We have an extra ticket for Shane, incase he shows up)   :-)

    
    re: .18

	The Mountains of Mourne


 The lyrics of this lovely ballad were written by Percy French (1854-1920)
 They were sent to Houston Collison on the back of a post card and he set it 
 to the ancient Irish air "Carrigdhoun".


 Oh Mary this London's a wonderful site
 With people here working by day and by night
 They don't sow potatoes nor barley nor wheat
 But there's gangs of the digging for gold in the streets.
 At least when I asked them, thats what I was told
 So I took a hand at this digging for gold.
 But for all that I found here, I might as well be
 Where the Mountains of Mourne sweep down to the sea.
    
    

    THIS IS FROM MEMORY........
    	2nd verse.....
    
    	I believe that when writing a wish you expressed,
    	As to how the fine ladies of London were dressed.
    	Believe me,in replying,that when asked to a Ball,
    	They don't wear any tops to their dresses at all.
    	I've seen them myself and I could not entrath
    	As to whether they were bound for a ball or a bath.
    	Don't be starting those fashions young mary mo chro�
    	In the place where the dark Mournes sweep down to the sea.
    
    3rd verse........
    	
    	There's beautiful women here,but never you mind!
    	Beautiful shapes nature never designed.
    	Rosy complexions of peaches and cream
    	But let me remark as regards to the same
    	that if from those petals you venture to sip
    	The colour will all come away on your lip
    	So I'll wait for the Wild Rose who's waiting for me
    	Where the mountains of mourne sweep down to the sea.
    
    4th verse....
    
    	You remember young Barney O'Rielly of course,
    	Well he's over here now at the head of the Force.
    	I met him one day while out walking the Strand,
    	and he stopped all the traffic with one wave of his hand
    	And while we were talking of times that were gone,
    	the whole population of London looked on.
    	But for all his great powers he's wishing like me
    	To be back where the dark Mournes sweep down to the sea.
    
    Thats all I can remember,Percy French had a reputation for writing
    LONG songs so there maybe more.
    BTW he was a civil servant by profession,an inspector of drains!
    His work brought him into contact with the ordinary poeple of Ireland
    as he was of the landed aristocracy and wouldn't have seen much of them
    otherwise.
    A lot of his songs feature everyday Irish life.....but I find them a
    bit patronising and stage Irishy for my taste.They are also from a
    different musical tradition than most Irish balllads....more English
    Music hall style.
    	For more of his songs you might try ....
    	Are you right there Micheal?..A.K.A The ballad of the West Clare
    Railway and Phil the Fluters Ball.
    	They are however very wordy and fast paced and you need to be a
    good raconteur( good with words) to do them justice!!
    
    			John Dooley
    
                   

    
    ..Are the sawdoctors there as well..they were initally a definite but
    last I heard they were pulling out....Reckoning that it was a no go
    with the new pogues set up.
    
    
    
    I hear shane is talking of a new band with Brian Robertson..the ex Thin
    lizzy guitarist....
    
    
    mick

    RE.23
    
    Thanks a lot , John. Now I just have to put the cords to them.
    
    Also, thanks KeVin for your effort, and the book which is forthcomming.
    
    I haven't seen such activity in this notesfile for quite a while.
    Nothing like throwing out a challenge ��
                                          -o-
                                           
    
    
    Gerry

    
    As far as we can tell, the Sawdoctors are only booked to open for
    the Pogues during the 2 gigs in New York, the 26 & 27 of September.
    
    A recent announcement indicates that the Sawdoctors will play in the
    Boston area later in October. It's not likely that any concert promoter
    would book the Sawdoctors in October, if it was thought that all of
    their fans in Boston would have already seen them during the Pogues tour
    in Boston on September 28th......
    
    
    And remember Mick, (IF ALLOWED) you will be required to purchase TWO
    tickets for any concert that you hope to attend in the future ...  :-)
    
    
    keVin
    
    p.s. Fine job there with the lyrics Mr. Dooley. Well Done
    

    
    	Saw a poster the other night that the Saw Doctors are coming to
    	the Channel in Boston about Oct 6. I'll try to get more details.
    

    
    		     The Saw Doctors	In Concert
    
    	Oct 5  8:30   1882 Irish Embassy Pub, Easton
    
    	Oct 6, 8:30    The Channel, Boston 

	
		Sean South of Garryowen (Air: Rody Mc Corley)

	Twas on a dreary New Year's Eve 
	  as the shades of night came down,
	A lorry load of volunteers 
	  approached a border town.
	There were men from Dublin and from Cork,
	  Fermanagh and Tyrone.
	But the leader was a Limerick man,
	Sean South from Garryowen.

	And as they moved along the street,
	  up to the barracks door.
	They scorned the danger they would meet,
	  the fate that lay in store
	They were fighting for Old Ireland's cause,
	  to claim their very own.	
	And the foremost of the gallant band
	  was South of Garryowen.

	But the sergeant foiled their daring plans.
	  He spied them through the door.
	Then the Sten guns and the rifles,
	  a hail of death did pour.
	And when that awful night was past,
	  two men were cold as stone.
	There was one from near the border,
	  And one from Garryowen

	No more he'll see the seagull fly
	  o'er the murmuring Shannon tide.
	For he fell beneath the Northern sky,
	  brave Hanlon at his side.
	He has gone to join the gallant band
	  of Plunkett, Pearse and Tone.
	A martyr for Old Ireland
	  Sean South of Garryowen


	Note: South and Fergal O'Hanlon were killed in an IRA raid
	      on an RUC Barracks in Brookeborough, Fermanagh on
	      Jan 1, 1957 during the IRA's Border campaign. O'Hanlon
	      is the subject of another song, The Patriot Game,
	      (My name is O'Hanlon, I just turned nineteen.
	       My home is in Monaghan. Twas there I was weined).
	      

    Hi
    
    Anybody know the lyrics of "Dirty Old Town".
    Anybody else ever stayed sober long enough to sing the whole song.
    
    Regards
    
    Bruce

    The lyrics are supplied with the CD.
    Maybe you can borrow it from someone. I'd lend you mine but
    unfortunately I live in this boring old town - Bern !!

    >Maybe you can borrow it from someone. I'd lend you mine but
    >unfortunately I live in this boring old town - Bern !!
    
    Yeah Therese, it's tough living in the Alps!
    Wanna switch?  ;v)
    
    /g

    Give me the same pay and same tax and I'll swap any day !!
    
    Therese