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Fisherman
05:01
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Dúlamán na binne bui, Dúlamán gaelach
Dúlamán na farraige, ’s e b’fhearr bhí in Éirinn
Down to the shore, down to the shore
Down to the shore to see the fisherman
Sail away on his boat today
Under the night sky I’ll be your stowaway
And if the sea should swallow me
I give my body freely
Swirling down, Billow bubble blow
Looping round, Siren song in flow
Deeper in the ocean bed
Perfect prelude to what lies ahead
Catch the fin of a giant squid
Somersault, octopus ocean sport
Puff your cheeks, sink to the deep
Frondled by weeds of the ancient sea
Bladderwrack, Dúlamán, Butterweed, Dabberlock, Carageen
Won’t you hold my hand
Bladderwrack, Dúlamán, Butterweed, Dabberlock, Carageen
I know you understand
Allegiance from the Celtic sea
Driving me toward thee
Fighting for liberty
Harmonise family legacy
Bronze sword by my side
Wild hare heart open wide
Dúlamán na binne bui, Dúlamán gaelach
Dúlamán na farraige, ’s e b’fhearr bhí in Éirinn
A ‘níon mhín ó, sin anall na fir shúirí
A mháithair mhín ó, cuir na roithléan go dtí mé
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White Dress
03:53
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We lay you down
In your white wedding dress
We lay you down to rest
Are you comfy? Is it cold?
Have your bones turned to dust?
Are you comfy? Is it cold?
Have your bones turned to dust?
We lay you down
In your white wedding dress
Blue silk in your hair
So much love for you
So much love for you
Do you feel that? Hear this ?
Do you know you’re missed?
Do you feel that? Hear this?
Do you know you’re missed?
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Sweet Dreams
04:26
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Where do I meet you now you’re no longer here?
Meet you dreamland where worries disappear
You’re a whisper in the wind
A flicker in the light
A smile upon my cheek
When you kiss me goodnight
Sweet dreams, sweet dreams
Made of memories
You massaged my legs when I’d been running at school
Helped me with my Latin tables Bam, Bas, Bamus
Bam, Bas, Bamus
You’d plait my hair with sleepy eyes
Plait my hair from your sleepy bed
Sweet dreams, sweet dreams
Made of memories
Memories of you alive
Nothing prepares you
Memories of you alive
Now you’re no longer here to whisper in my ear
Whisper in the wind, can you hear me?
Now you’re no longer here to whisper in my ear
Whisper in the wind, I can hear you
You’re a whisper in the wind
A flicker in the light
Smile upon my cheek
When you kiss me goodnight
A whisper in the wind
A flicker in the light
Smile upon my cheek
When I kiss you goodnight
Sweet dreams, sweet dreams
As you lay beneath the trees
Sweet dreams, sweet dreams, sweet dreams
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The Fox
02:37
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The fox went out on a cold cold night
Prayed to the moon to give him light
He'd many a mile to go that night
Before he reached the town-o, town-o, town-o
He’d many a mile to go that night
Before he reached the town-o
He ran till he came to a great big pen
Where ducks ’n geese were kept therein
A couple of you gonna grease my chin
Before I leave this town-o, town-o, town-o
Said a couple of you gonna grease my chin
Before I leave this town-o
He grabbed the grey goose by the neck
Threw a duck across his back
He didn't mind their quack, quack, quack
And the legs all dangling down-o, down-o, down-o
He didn't mind their quack, quack, quack
And legs all dangling down-o
Old Mother Flipper-Flopper jumped out of bed
Out of the window she stuck her head
Crying, "John, John! grey goose is gone
The fox is down on the town-o, town-o, town-o!”
Crying, "John, John, grey goose is gone
Fox is down on the town-o!”
John he ran to the top of the hill
To blow his horn both loud and shrill
Fox said "better flee with my kill
They'll soon be on my trail-o, trail-o, trail-o."
Fox said "better flee with my kill
They'll soon be on my trail-o”
He ran till he came to his cozy den
There were his little ones eight, nine, ten
Crying, “Daddy, daddy better go back again
It must be a mighty fine town-o, town-o, town-o!"
Crying, “Daddy, daddy better go back again,
It must be a mighty fine town-o”
Then the fox and the wife without any strife
Cut up the goose with a fork and knife
They never had such a supper in their life
And the little ones chewed on the bones-o, bones-o, bones-o
They never had such a supper in their life
And the little ones chewed on the bones-o
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Amhrán Fosuíochta
04:18
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Dó ín dú ó deidil ó
’Gus tá mo stór chomh deas
Dó ín dú ó deidil ó
'S nach bhféadaim éirí as
Dó ín dú ó deidilum
Dó ín dú ó deidil ó
'S nach neantóg is bláth buí
Dó ín dú ó deidil ó
Atá a' fás ar áit mo thighe
Dó ín dú ó deidilum
Dó ín dú ó deidil ó
'Gus tá mo stór chomh cóir
Dó ín dú ó deidil ó
Le gloine i dteach an óil
Dó ín dú ó deidilum
Dó ín dú ó deidil ó
'Gus tá mo chroí chomh trom
Dó ín dú ó deidil ó
Le cloch a gcaithfí i dtom
Dó ín dú ó deidilum
Dó ín dú ó deidil ó
Marach an droch-shaol
Dó ín dú ó deidil ó
Bheadh mo mhuintir cruinn
Dó ín dú ó deidilum
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Sister Lover
05:46
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We walk like angels under the skylight
Dance like lovers warmed by delight
We reach to the other side with our dreaming
And the rains do come
We blur beyond the edges reaching closer
Dissolving to being, cosmic roller coster
Glide on a skate wing, fly the apple cart
And ride away
Rise with me and I’ll rise with you
Step on my shoulder sister, I’m coming too
Rise with me and I’ll rise with you
Step on my shoulder sister
We dance in waterways screaming blindly
Oh the glory of yesterday
A day to remind to me
Of all I’ve been and done
And the choices that I made
We slip into shadows fill them with love
Laugh at our foibles, grab our boxing gloves
To defend all we believe in
Even though it makes no sense at all
It makes sense to the little ones within us all
Rise with me and I’ll rise with you
Step on my shoulder sister, I’m coming too
Rise with me and I’ll rise with you
Step on my shoulder sister
Together stronger, together not apart
This comparison has died a death
And judgement does not serve my heart
Oh I will hold you in your glory
Rise with me, rise with me, rise with me, rise
Rise with me, rise with me, rise with me, rise
Oh, rise with me and I will rise with you
We scream like children when the hurt is hard
Hide in our prisons, don’t want to show our heart
Cry in deceit when were too afraid to share our shame
There is dust in my compass, which way to go
The ocean is calling heavy with its soul
Phoenix fire and the watery glazes over me
Rise with me and I’ll rise with you
Step on my shoulder sister I’m coming too
Rise with me and I’ll rise with you
Step on my shoulder sister
We walk like angels under the skylight
Dance like lovers warmed by delight
We reach to the other side with our dreaming
And the rains do come
And the frosts do come biting, frighting, chilling,
Holding a new beginning
Oh the frosts do come willing, chilling, freezing
Warming inside and a new growth begins
Oh another year green sprouting
Another year we’re all green shoots sprouting, yeah
Rise with me and I’ll rise with you
Step on my shoulder sister, I’m coming too
Rise with me and I’ll rise with you
Step on my shoulder sister
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Ballinatray
04:46
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Once there was a family from an island in the south
The Mother was a fine one, Father put drink in his mouth
Despite love of the liquor, he bred a whole flock of nine
Three raven-haired sisters, six lads to tow the line
Now this woman though made of earth ‘n stone was wounded by some words
Sticks and stones can snap your bones, words they hurt the worst
For defending from her drunken wretch, her babies, her own kind
She was labeled as a “mad one” for speaking her own mind
To the madhouse she was sent for speaking from her heart
Nine young children from their mother had to part
The young boys, they all died, not a man left
Just three raven haired sisters with their white skin and bare breasts
Now the three raven haired sisters were sent along their way
Without a toy between them, just with themselves to play
But the play didn't last long, as they looked up from the shore
Where the nuns, not a smile between them, locked the orphanage door
Now this story is a long one with several tales of woe
And the pain of these women continues to flow
Sticks and stones have snapped their bones, words they hurt the worst
Now the words of their story are free to be dispersed
No, not hidden no more, there’s no need for pain
No, not hidden no more there’s no need for shame
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Rise Up
03:21
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Rise up, be free
May you rise from your rest with ease
Re-claim your name, your strength
Your sanity
Like leaves on a tree sprouting
In springtime
As I sing to your spirit
May it rise up in mine
As I sing to your spirit
May it shine
Rise up, be free
May you rise from your rest with ease
Re-claim your name, your strength
Your family
Like leaves on a tree sprouting
In springtime
As I sing to your spirit
May it rise up in mine
As I sing to your spirit
May it shine
As I sing to your spirit
May it shine
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Twa Corbies
03:54
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Learn how to die and when, that’s it isn’t it (v/o)
As I was walking all alane
I heard twa corbies makin mane
And one ontae the other did say
Where shall we gang ’n dine the day
Where shall we gang ‘n dine the day’oo
In behind yun oul fail dyke
I wot there lies a new slain knight
And naebody kens that he lies there
But his hawk and his hound and his lady fair x 2
His hawk is tae the hunting gane
His hound to fetch the wildfowl hane
His lady has taken another mate
So we can mack our dinner sweet x 2
You can sit on his white breast bone
And I'll pick out his bonny blue een And with a lock of his yellow hair
We'll theek our nest when it grows bare x 2
Many's a one for him macs mane
Naebody kens where he hath gane
And through his white bones when they grow bare
The wind shall blow forever mare x 2
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Transmission Complete
04:34
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Take your white horses
Ride them into the night
Over the hillside down the scree
To the lichen tree
Meet a man with a pitch fork who smiles He's been digging drains
His life will never be the same
Since you smiled at him
Walk into the mountain
Lay your head down, Earth-man
Transmission complete
We drive around the bends
Wind is howling over hills
Wolves are crying
As snow falls heavy overnight
In the day bright sunlight shining
Rest your bones
Moss will consume you
Your beard unfurl
Let your final retreat
Be a total letting go, Earth Man
Transmission complete
Stay away from the dark mile at night
Keep your head up high
Fiddle flying
As grace notes grow thick with delight
White horses
Gallop to guide you
Highland hearts aglow
With the light of your story and song
Trust yourself, be yourself
Trust yourself, be yourself
Earth Man
Let your last tears flow
Into waterways and lochs
Become a droplet of rain and return again
Falling free into the mist
Falling free into the mist
Crawl into your bed
Flowers will decorate your silver hair
Mountain-side mourning
Honeyed by sun, asleep by moonlight
In the day your spirit soaring
Turning into earth
Death inviting
The worms dance for you
Twa corbies will prune you
Twa fairies swoon you, Earth Man
Transmission complete
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Diddlage
04:08
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Why don’t you slow down
Slow down
Slow down
That’s right!
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Lewis Barfoot Cork, Ireland
”Vocals to melt the hearts of angels“ -FRUK
Contemporary Folk Artist Lewis Barfoot
displays a fearless and disarming honesty in her lyrics, She works with an uncomplicated loveliness of sound, blending ethereal, evocative vocals with original compositions and reinventions of trad songs. Frequently compared to the likes of Kate Rusby, Sandy Denny and Maíre Brennan.
'A Terrific Debut' - FATEA
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