Songs mean lots. I wish I could write songs/poetry, but that's not a gift I have.
I wonder about the messages that are put into the words of a song or poetry. Even in stories. We may get it or maybe we won't. Still it's good to listen.
"I'm drunk today and I'm rarely sober..."
"my days are numbered ... and lay me down..."
"I did my best, it wasn't much
I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch
I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you
And even though
It all went wrong
I'll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah"
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I wished I had you in carrickfergus,
ReplyDeleteOnly for nights in ballygrand,
I would swim over the deepest ocean,
The deepest ocean to be by your side.
But the sea is wide and I can’t swim over
And neither have I wings to fly.
I wish I could find me a handy boatman
To ferry me over to my love and die.
My childhood days bring back sad reflections
Of happy days so long ago.
My boyhood friends and my own relations.
Have all passed on like the melting snow.
So I’ll spend my days in endless roving,
Soft is the grass and my bed is free.
Oh to be home now in carrickfergus,
On the long road down to the salty sea.
And in kilkenny it is reported
On marble stone there as black as ink,
With gold and silver I did support her
But I’ll sing no more now till I get a drink.
I’m drunk today and I’m rarely sober,
A handsome rover from town to town.
Oh but I am sick now and my days are numbered
Come all ye young men and lay me down.
Kia ora Steve,
ReplyDeleteWe are kindred Van folk. He is my favourite musical artist period. The range and emotion he has with that voice is stunning. In the Chieftans at that period in time were many amazing musicians and very spiritual men. A few used to say how on certain nights when Van was really into the music that they could see spirits swirling around him. Van did not want a bar of that, but it is very interesting to me.
Steve, your place has been a wonderful find, and I wish for you and yours a Peaceful Yuletide. Kia kaha!
Cheers,
Robb
Hey Rob,
ReplyDeleteWell music is a wonderful thing. Can bring us up, let us feel the way we are feeling and bring us to places that our minds and emotions want to go to. Even sometimes when we are not thinking about things. I like the Chieftains Long Black Veil cd as well as the Irish Heartbeat album. Lot of music has meaning, all sorts of music.