Sea To Ireland
Quote from Billie on April 24, 2004, 5:05 amHi...am looking for the song that I can give you 2 lines to as I am not sure what the title is
Have you ever crossed the sea to Ireland
Maybe at the closing of the day......that's all I know and would desperately love to get the lyrics to it.
Can anyone help please?Tigress.....Canada
Hi...am looking for the song that I can give you 2 lines to as I am not sure what the title is
Have you ever crossed the sea to Ireland
Maybe at the closing of the day......
that's all I know and would desperately love to get the lyrics to it.
Can anyone help please?
Tigress.....Canada
Quote from admin on April 24, 2004, 10:59 amI think it's the song 'Galway Bay' you're looking for. It was written by Dr Arthur Colahan.
Galway Bay
If you ever go across the sea to Ireland
Then maybe at the closing of your day
You will sit and watch the moon rise over Claddagh
And see the sun go down on Galway BayJust to hear again the ripple of the trout stream
The women in the meadows making hay
And to sit beside a turf fire in the cabin
And to watch the barefoot Gossoons at their playFor the breezes blowing o'er the seas from Ireland
Are perfumed by the heather as they blow
And the women in the uplands diggin' praties
Speak a language that the strangers do not knowFor the strangers came and tried to teach us their way
They scorned us just for being what we are
But they might as well go chasing after moonbeams
Or light a penny candle from a starAnd if there is going to be a life hereafter
And somehow I am sure there's going to be
I will ask my God to let me make my heaven
In that dear land across the Irish Seawith kind regards
Pete
I think it's the song 'Galway Bay' you're looking for. It was written by Dr Arthur Colahan.
Galway Bay
If you ever go across the sea to Ireland
Then maybe at the closing of your day
You will sit and watch the moon rise over Claddagh
And see the sun go down on Galway Bay
Just to hear again the ripple of the trout stream
The women in the meadows making hay
And to sit beside a turf fire in the cabin
And to watch the barefoot Gossoons at their play
For the breezes blowing o'er the seas from Ireland
Are perfumed by the heather as they blow
And the women in the uplands diggin' praties
Speak a language that the strangers do not know
For the strangers came and tried to teach us their way
They scorned us just for being what we are
But they might as well go chasing after moonbeams
Or light a penny candle from a star
And if there is going to be a life hereafter
And somehow I am sure there's going to be
I will ask my God to let me make my heaven
In that dear land across the Irish Sea
with kind regards
Pete
Quote from bkrusse on April 26, 2004, 5:37 pmYes the words are from the first verse of Galway Bay, Up Galway Races! we sing it every year!
Patsy Oriel
Yes the words are from the first verse of Galway Bay, Up Galway Races! we sing it every year!
Patsy Oriel
Quote from bkrusse on April 26, 2004, 5:37 pmYes the words are from the first verse of Galway Bay, Up Galway Races! we sing it every year!
Patsy Oriel
Yes the words are from the first verse of Galway Bay, Up Galway Races! we sing it every year!
Patsy Oriel