A classic.
You were the first girl at school to get breasts
And Martyn said that you were the best
Oh, the boys all loved you, but I was a mess
I had to watch them try and get you undressed
We were friends, that was as far as it went
I used to walk you home sometimes but it meant
Oh, it meant nothing to you
'Cause you were so popular
Deborah, do you recall.
What a tune. Jarvis is a treasure.
āSo a thousand times adieu,
Weāve got Bono and U2
All weāre missinā
Is the Guinness, and the rainā
Has to be among the most dreadful set of lyrics of all time.
Sounds like something Damien Dempsey would write
Iām not familiar with any of Damienās works.
Deborah Bone, died a few years ago
Deb-or-ah. It never suited ya.
And as our ship pulled into Circular Quay
I looked at the place where me legs used to be
And thanked Christ there was nobody waiting for me
To grieve, to mourn, and to pity
They collected the crippled, the wounded, the maimed,
And they sent us back home to Australia.
The armless, the legless, the blind and the insane,
Those proud wounded heroes of Suvla.
And when our ship pulled into Circular Quay
I looked at the place where me legs used to be
And thanked Christ there was no one there waiting for me
To grieve, to mourn and to pity.
But the Band played Waltzing Matilda
As they carried us down the gangway,
But nobody cheered, they just stood and stared,
Then they turned all their faces away.
I left my home in Georgia
Headed for the Frisco Bay
I never should have said
The books that you read
Weāre all i loved you for
And
When the weatherās fine, when itās sunny outside
Think about the time I kicked a boy 'til he cried
Oh, I couldāve been wrong, but I donāt think I was
Like a prisoner who has his own key
But I canāt escape until you love meā¦
Powerful.
Every tractor has a Nicky Kelly sticker
Displayed for all to see
Sure it is no wonder
That the Gardai made a blunder
Says yer man from RTE.
"There were six men in Birmingham
In Guildford thereās four
That were picked up and tortured
And framed by the law
And the filth got promotion
But theyāre still doing time
For being Irish in the wrong place and at the wrong time"
Anyone know an old ballad song that has a bit about a coal boat and inchicore? Looking to find a name and a you tube ?
Apparently this is about a fella taking a horse and barge along the canal and all the things that happen along the way? Would greatly appreciate it if anyone could help. Cc @TreatyStones @anon67715551 @Big_Dan_Campbell and anyone else of course
This is a fairly comprehensive site to search for folk songs.
There was another great one called Cantaria which had a great forum for help. But that seems to be gone now unfortunately, unless somebody knows about it.