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The Seed in the Soil
Author: D. Barron
Air: THUGAMAR FÉIN AN SAMHRADH LINN
Performed by the Carlow Storytellers
Lyrics:
The seed in the soil creeps up to the light
Seeking new life in Springtime cold;
The slow beat of life shows green, shows white,
Growing new buds in flower and grove.
The flower, bud and leaf then burst into life,
Pulsing with sap…
The seed in the soil creeps up to the light
Seeking new life in Springtime cold;
The slow beat of life shows green, shows white,
Growing new buds in flower and grove.
The flower, bud and leaf then burst into life,
Pulsing with sap…
The Secrets of the Stones
Author: Dave Barron
Air: England's Motorway
The druids worshipped golden Fionn five thousand years ago;
They marked his birthday every year in monuments of stone;
And when mid-winter morning sun peeped o’er the rim of gold
It lit the shrine of Newgrange stone right to the very…
They marked his birthday every year in monuments of stone;
And when mid-winter morning sun peeped o’er the rim of gold
It lit the shrine of Newgrange stone right to the very…
The Seasons of Our Years
Author: Dave Barron
Air: Shanagolden
Singer: Mick O'connor
THE SEASONS OF OUR YEARS
Do you remember, darling, the springtime of our years,
The passion, the tensions, the laughter, and some fears?
We planted love together and tended it with care
And we faced into our seasons, uncertain what lay…
Do you remember, darling, the springtime of our years,
The passion, the tensions, the laughter, and some fears?
We planted love together and tended it with care
And we faced into our seasons, uncertain what lay…
The Demon Inside
Author: Dave Barron
Air: The Wild Rover
The Demon Inside Air: The Wild Rover
Voice 1
I was born with a craving my very first day,
My blood pumped some strange stuff that pushed through my veins;
The doctors did clean it and made me okay
But the demon inside me stayed in me…
Voice 1
I was born with a craving my very first day,
My blood pumped some strange stuff that pushed through my veins;
The doctors did clean it and made me okay
But the demon inside me stayed in me…
Song For Scout
Author: D. Barron
Singer : Eric Butler
Air: Paddy's Green Shamrock Shore
You ask me why some people try to be better than the rest
When underneath the fancy clothes we’re all the same undressed;
Big house or farm or costly car, that’s what we call success:
True values lost, and at what cost, in the rat race of…
When underneath the fancy clothes we’re all the same undressed;
Big house or farm or costly car, that’s what we call success:
True values lost, and at what cost, in the rat race of…
Senses and Soul
Author: D. Barron
Air: Táim i mo Shuí
Táim i mo Shuí: I am sitting. The pace and complexity of our modern world is often too much for us. The distress and strain of life fragments our sense of wellbeingng; our human nature is dismembered. We…
Air: Táim i mo Shuí
Táim i mo Shuí: I am sitting. The pace and complexity of our modern world is often too much for us. The distress and strain of life fragments our sense of wellbeingng; our human nature is dismembered. We…
O Great St. Lazerian
Air: O Glorious St. Patrick
Location: Carlow West, especially Old Leighlin
A hymn in praise of one of the great local saints.
The recording was made at Easter 2019, sung by the choir of St. Lazerian's cathedral at the annual celebration of the saint's feastday.
Verses 3 and…
A hymn in praise of one of the great local saints.
The recording was made at Easter 2019, sung by the choir of St. Lazerian's cathedral at the annual celebration of the saint's feastday.
Verses 3 and…
Nano's Song
Author: D. Barron
Air: Sé Mo Laoch (Mo Ghiolla Mear)
Sung by Mary Butler
Dado’s**** Song ( Amhran Daideo)
Chorus
Gasúin Óg* you melt my heart;
Torthaí glúine imithe, thart**;
Bring me joy and pride and hope;
Síol na nglúine le teacht fós***.
Cailín Óg, you light my life,
Beaming through the fog of…
Chorus
Gasúin Óg* you melt my heart;
Torthaí glúine imithe, thart**;
Bring me joy and pride and hope;
Síol na nglúine le teacht fós***.
Cailín Óg, you light my life,
Beaming through the fog of…
Mother
Author: Dave Barron
Air: May Morning Dew
MOTHER
The bright wind of Springtime brings you to my mind,
Filled with fine promise, all gentle and kind;
Fountain of hope and my bright, guiding star,
Still guiding my life choice from Heaven afar.
The soft breeze of Summer…
The bright wind of Springtime brings you to my mind,
Filled with fine promise, all gentle and kind;
Fountain of hope and my bright, guiding star,
Still guiding my life choice from Heaven afar.
The soft breeze of Summer…