Lyrics: Canadian and American singer, songwriter, musician, film director, and screenwriter Neil Percival YoungOC. OM. Vocals:Neil Young.
Harvest Moon.
Come a little bit closer, Hear what I have to say. Just like children sleeping, We could dream this night away. But there’s a full moon rising, Let’s go dancing in the light, We know where the music’s playing, Let’s go out and feel the night. Because I’m still in love with you, I want to see you dance again, Because I’m still in love with you, On this harvest moon. When we were strangers, I watched you from afar. When we were lovers, I loved you with all my heart, But now it’s getting late, And the moon is climbing high. I want to celebrate, See it shining in your eye, Because I’m still in love with you, I want to see you dance again, Because I’m still in love with you, On this harvest moon. Because I’m still in love with you, I want to see you dance again, Because I’m still in love with you, On this harvest moon.
Lyrics:Thomas Richard Paxton. Vocals: American folk singer-songwriter and guitarist Tom Paxton.
Every time (When We Are Gone).
Every time I hear a sweet bird singing, I think of you and I my dear, I think of you and I. When I hear the evening bells a-ringing, I hang my head and cry my dear, I hang my head and cry.
And they will ring, And they will ri – i – g, When we are gone.
Every time I hear your soft voice humming, My heart jumps in my breast my dear, My heart jumps in my breast. And until I hear your footsteps coming, I sure can know no rest my dear, I sure can know no rest.
I will love you. I will love you – ou – ou. When we are gone. I will love you. I will love you – ou – ou, When we are gone.
Lyrics: Cork born, Irish singer, songwriter, guitarist, multi-instrumentalist and band leader, the late Ron Kavana[Ronnie Kavanagh 1950 – 2024]. Note: Ron Kavana opened several tours for North Tipperary resident, the late Shane MacGowan(The Pogues). Vocals:Ger and Katie(Ger O’Donnell Music).
Reconciliation.
When summertime has gone, And autumn winds are threatening, To blow our love away, Then love will be tested. Arm in arm we’ll stand, Side by side together, To face the common foe, That would tear our love asunder.
Chorus. Tu ra lura lay, Tura lura laddie, Tu ra lura lay, Tu ra lay.
Now ye fair-weathered friend, Where are you now I need you. Gone like the autumn sun, On a dark December morning. When hard times come around, Like cold and stormy weather It’s only you and I, To Shelter one another
Repeat Chorus
Now there’s a time to fight, And there’s a time for healing. As the sun will melt the snow, On a clear, bright April mornings. Our fight has run its course, Now let us start the healing, And let us both embrace, Sweet reconciliation.
Lyrics: Written sometime in the 1880s by Irish ballad writer, entertainer and dancer John Patrick Dane. Vocals: The late Dublin born Irish singer, songwriter, guitarist and actor Ronnie Drew(1934–2008), recording with ‘The Dubliners‘.
The Stone Outside Dan Murphy’s Door.
There’s a sweet garden spot in our memory, It’s the place we were born and reared. ‘Tis long years ago since we left it, But return there we will if we’re spared. Our friends and companions of childhood, Would assemble each night near a store; ‘Round Dan Murphy’s shop, and how often we sat, On the stone outside Dan Murphy’s door.
Chorus:
Those days in our hearts we will cherish, Contented although we were poor, And the songs that were sung, in the days we were young, On the stone outside Dan Murphy’s door.
When our day’s work was o’er we’d meet there, In the winter or spring, just the same. Then boys and the girls all together, Would join in some innocent game. Dan Murphy would take down his fiddle, While his daughter looked after the store; The music would ring and sweet songs we would sing, On the stone outside Dan Murphy’s door.
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Back again will our thoughts often wander, To the scenes of our childhood’s home. The friends and companions we left there, It was poverty caused us to roam. Since then in this life we have prospered, But still in our hearts we feel sore, For memory will fly to the days long gone by, And the stone outside Dan Murphy’s door.
Every so often the lyrics of a song, its music and vocal quality, pleasantly, makes those little hairs on the back of your neck stand up; such is the song hereunder.
Lyrics: American singer, songwriter and musician Vince Grant Gill. Vocals:Vince Gill and American bluegrass-country singer, fiddler and music producer Alison Krauss.
Whenever You Come Around.
Face of an angel, pretty eyes that shine, I lie awake at night wishing you were mine. Standin’ here holding the biggest heartache in town, Whenever you come around. I get weak in the knees and I lose my breath. I try to speak but the words won’t come I’m so scared to death, When you smile that smile, the world turns upside down, Whenever you come around. I feel so helpless I feel just like a kid, What is it about you that makes me keep my feelings hid. I wish I could tell you, but the words can’t be found, Whenever you come around. I get weak in the knees and I lose my breath, I try to speak but the words won’t come I’m so scared to death, When you smile that smile, the world turns upside down, Whenever you come around. I get weak in the knees and I lose my breath, I try to speak but the words won’t come I’m so scared to death, And when you smile that smile, the world turns upside down, Whenever you come around. And when you smile that smile, The world turns upside down, Whenever you come around. Whenever you come around. END
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