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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…

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…

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…

In the county of Carlow two rebels were slaughtered
Two brave Irish heroes who loved Erin dear
With the guns of the British that they lent Dick Mulcahy
They were both assassinated at Carthy’s of Shean.

That beautiful mountain looks down over…

The text, to the melody of Biddy Mulligan, is a nostalgic trip down memory lane to the people and ways of the past, and, to cultural practices now gone.

Christmas time is here, the turning of the year;
We celebrate with feasting and with hope for the new year,

Chorus:

And all enjoy the season, the turning of the year;
Each home is full of happiness and all are of good…

Location: North Carlow, Clonmore
John remembers the place of his youth and its history

Seamus fondly remembers the village where he grew as well as practices from a lost way of life.

A local view of the heroic sacrifice made by a local hero in his struggle to help his people in 1798.