1. |
The Curse
03:38
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We're not Alcoholics
we just drink like we are Irishmen
we're not Alcoholics
we just drink with the
The bloody love of alcohol
that brings us to our knees
From there we thank the God above
for giving us the drink
I should confess I feel the pull
with every breath I breathe
But for the curse that plagues my race
there'd be a better me
chorus
that's why the
Jews the Turks Chinese and French
Russians the Yanks and especially the Brits
all give thanks for the blessed curse
or the Irish would rule the world
The Patty boys we buy the rounds
and we cherish every pint
don't be fooled the girls drink too
they're tipsy every night
We work so hard we are so smart
but we never get ahead
The curse won't let us be our best
and that's a blessing for the rest
chorus
Bridge
We're not Alcoholics
we just drink like we are Irishmen
we're not Alcoholics
we just drink like the
Mics Who love the old show bands
and the Clancy brother clones
they even like the Unicorn
or Kate I'll take you home
I wish I could just save myself
and throw the drink away
But it's there inside of me
the Celtic banshee brain
chorus
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2. |
Wild Mountain Thyme
03:36
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O the summer time is coming
And the trees are sweetly blooming
And wild mountain thyme
looms around the blooming heather.
Will you go, lassie, go?
Chorus
And we'll all go together,
To pull wild mountain thyme,
All around the blooming heather.
Will you go, lassie, go?
I would build my love a bower,
By yon clear crystal fountain,
And on it I will pile,
All the flowers of the mountain.
Will you go, lassie, go?
Chorus
If my true love she won’t go
Then I'll surely find another,
To pull wild mountain thyme,
All around the blooming heather.
Will you go, lassie, go?
Chorus
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3. |
Black Velvet Band
04:32
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In a neat little town they call Belfast
Apprentice to trade I was bound
And many an hours sweet happiness
I spent in that neat little town
A sad misfortune came over me
Which caused me to stray from the land
Far away from my friends and relations
To Follow the black velvet band
[Chorus]
Her eyes, they shine like the diamonds
You’d think she was queen of the land
And her hair, it hair hung over her shoulder
Tied up with a black velvet band
I was walking down Broadway
not intending Stray very far
that's when I met that young maiden
applying her trade at the bar
a watch that she pulled from some pocket
she put it right into my hand
the watch they came and took me away
bad luck to the black velvet band
Before the judge and the jury
Next morning I had to appear
The judge he said, "Young fella
The case against you is quite clear"
7 long years is your sentence
you're going to van diemen's land
Far away from your friends and relations
to follow the black velvet band
[Chorus]
So come all you jolly young fellows
I’ll Have you take warning from me
Whenever you're into the liquor me lads
Beware of a pretty colleens
they'll fill you with whiskey and Porters
Till you are unable to stand
And the very first next that you'll know
You've landed in Van Diemen's Land
[Chorus]
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4. |
Oro
01:48
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Sé do bheatha, a bhean ba léanmhar,
Do b' é ár gcreach tú bheith i ngéibheann,
Do dhúiche bhreá i seilbh méirleach,
Is tú díolta leis na Gallaibh.
Chorus
Óró, sé do bheatha 'bhaile,
Óró, sé do bheatha 'bhaile
Óró, sé do bheatha 'bhaile
Anois ar theacht an tsamhraidh.
Tá Gráinne Mhaol ag teacht thar sáile,
Óglaigh armtha léi mar gharda,
Gaeil iad féin is ní Gaill ná Spáinnigh,
Is cuirfidh siad ruaig ar Ghallaibh.
Chorus
A bhuí le Rí na bhFeart go bhfeiceam,
Mura mbeam beo ina dhiaidh ach seachtain,
Gráinne Mhaol agus míle gaiscíoch,
Ag fógairt fáin ar Ghallaibh.
English Translation
Chorus:
Oh-ro You're welcome home,
Oh-ro You're welcome home,
Oh-ro You're welcome home...
Now that summer's coming!
Welcome oh woman who was so afflicted,
It was our ruin that you were in bondage,
Our fine land in the possession of thieves...
And you sold to the foreigners!
Chorus
Gráinne O'Malley is coming over the sea,
Armed warriors along with her as her guard,
They are Gaels, not invaders [British] nor Spanish...
And they will rout the foreigners!
Chorus
May it please the King of Miracles that we might see,
Although we may live for a week once after,
Gráinne O'Malley and a thousand warriors...
Dispersing the foreigners!
Chorus
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Do I still love you anymore
Your Martinis on the table
And now you're asleep on the kitchen floor
Do I still love you anymore
Do I still see you and me old
You wrecked the car last summer
And now the new one is getting towed
Do I still see you and me old
All that you said
About how much you drink
All that you said
I tried hard not to believe
All that you said
I could see it in your heart
It proved too hard to do
At least it was hard for you
Do I still think there's you and me
Now that we've found another
Whose face I see when I try to sleep
Do I still think there's you and me
All that you said
About you and me
All that you said
I tried hard to believe
All that you said
I could see it in your heart
It proved too hard to do
At least it was hard for you
All that you said
Every word you said to me
I learned never to believe
All that you said
Always made me cry
You don't even know you lie
Now you don't even know you lie to me
Do I still think I'll stick around
You held my heart completely
And now it's shattered on the ground
Do I still think I'll stick around
Do I still love you anymore
Do I still love you anymore
Do I still love you anymore
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6. |
Full Of Grace
03:03
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Cross myself as I cross the sea
didn't know this is how it would be
homeland wept a new land called
I needed a place where I could stand tall
chorus:
you changed my name you spit in my face
I turned my cheek full of grace
I got hit when I hit the shore
doesn't feel like a dream anymore
cultures clash where cultures meet
I could have stayed at home to die in the streets
I dug deep with pick and plow
no one remembers the work anyhow
hungry faces filled with fear
hungry cries ringing in my ear
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Dicey Riley Northampton, Massachusetts
Dicey Riley is the preeminent Alt-Irish Celtic band in New England; 7 musicians who Celtic Rock.
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