1. |
Satisfied
03:14
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It was twelve days ago in a pub. Night was near.
I was on me fourth pint of their best Irish beer
When a thought quickly struck me of all I hold dear.
So I went on outside to the hills with my beer.
Well, I've smelled all the flowers.
I've left none to hide.
I've told more the truth than I've told fib or lie
And I hope when ye find me in the hills where I'll lie
It'll always be said that I died satisfied.
Well, I took both the good and the bad in me life.
And I made the most of it in a home with me wife.
And I raised me two kids both a girl and a boy.
And they all made me life, a gift to enjoy.
Well, the evening was leaving and the sun said goodbye.
I thought of me past and I smiled with a sigh.
Oh, I had no regrets nay a reason to cry.
So I drank me beer down 'till the glass all was dry.
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2. |
Beer Medley
06:10
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3. |
The Path
04:36
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So many times I've walked this path
With different places gone to
Though often I do lose my way
I always seem to make it through
CHORUS
I've walked through valley brook and glenn
I've wandered all in sorrow
I’ve left my home and still I fear
I'll feel the same tomorrow
A bare knoll or a tree to climb,
Can help to see the way,
And deep ruts of some ancient time
May lead you from your stray.
Chorus
In cold air sight and sound go far,
When traveling to and fro,
But a stout heart always gets you by,
Even when the sun is low.
Chorus
I feel I've lived a hundred years
A good life through and through
But still I'll live a few years more
For I've still much to do
Chorus
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4. |
Morrison's Set
01:33
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5. |
Bonnie Portmore
04:21
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O Bonny Portmore, you shine where you stand
And the more I think on you, the more I think long
If I had you now, as I had once before
All the lords in old England would not purchase Port more
O Bonny Portmore, I am sorry to see
Such woeful destruction of your ornament tree
For it stood on your shore for many's the long day
Till the long boats from Antrim came to float it away
O Bonny Portmore, you shine where you stand
And the more I think on you, the more I think long
If I had you now, as I had once before
All the lords in old England would not purchase Portmore
All the birds in the wood, they do bitterly weep
Saying, "Where shall we shelter, o where shall we sleep?"
For the oak and the ash, they are all cut down
And the walls of Bonny Portmore they are down to the ground
O Bonny Portmore, you shine where you stand
And the more I think on you, the more I think long
If I had you now, as I had once before
All the lords in old England would not purchase Portmore
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6. |
One and twenty
01:44
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When I was one-and-twenty
I heard a wise man say,
"Give crowns and pounds and guineas
But not your heart away;
Give pearls away and rubies
But keep your fancy free."
But I was one-and-twenty,
No use to talk to me.
When I was one-and-twenty
I heard him say again,
"The heart out of the bosom
Was never given in vain;
'Tis paid with sighs a plenty
And sold for endless rue."
And I am two-and-twenty
And oh, 'tis true, 'tis true.
When I was one-and-twenty
That time so long ago,
Then love could be not empty.
The truth of youth’s ego.
With age one feels not guilty
In youth’s all love anew.
Now I am two-times-twenty
New love I’ll leave to you.
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7. |
The Orange and the Green
02:32
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Oh, it is the biggest mix-up that you have ever seen.
Me father, he was Orange and me mother, she was green.
Oh me father was an Ulster man, proud Protestant was he.
Me mother was a Catholic girl, from county Cork was she.
They were married in two churches, lived happily enough,
Until the day that I was born and things got rather tough.
Baptized by Father Riley, I was rushed away by car,
To be made a little Orangeman, me father's shining star.
I was christened "David Anthony," but still, in spite of that,
To me father, I was William, while me mother called me Pat.
With Mother every Sunday, to Mass I'd proudly stroll.
Then after that, the Orange lodge would try to save my soul.
For both sides tried to claim me, but i was smart because
I'd play the flute. I’d play the harp, depending where I was.
Now when I'd sing those rebel songs, much to me mother's joy,
Me father would jump up and say, "Look here would you me boy.
That's quite enough of that lad", he'd then toss me a coin
And he'd have me sing the Orange Flute or the Heroes of The Boyne
One day me Ma's relations came round to visit me.
Just as me father's kinfolk were all sitting down to tea.
We tried to smooth things over, but they all began to fight.
And me, being strictly neutral, I bashed everyone in sight.
Me parents never could agree about me type of school.
Me learning was all done at home, that's why I'm such a fool.
They've both passed on, God rest 'em, but they left me caught between
That awful color problem of the Orange and the Green.
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8. |
Sailor's Wife Set
02:41
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9. |
The Unicorn Song
04:22
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A long time ago, when the Earth was green
There was more kinds of animals than you've ever seen
They'd run around and play while the Earth was being born
But the loveliest of all was the unicorn
There were green alligators and long-necked geese
Some humpty backed camels and some chimpanzees
Some cats and rats and elephants, but sure as you're born
The loveliest of all was the unicorn
Now the Lord seen some sin’in, and it gave Him pain
He says, "Stand back, I'm gonna make it rain"
He says, "Hey brother Noah, I'll tell you what to do
Build me a floating zoo,
and bring some of those...
Green alligators and long-necked geese
Some humpty backed camels and some chimpanzees
Some cats and rats and elephants, but sure as you're born
Don't you forget My unicorns
Well Noah was there to answer the call
He finished building the ark just as the rain started fallin
He marched in the animals two by two
And he called out as they went through
“Hey Lord,
I've got your green alligators and long-necked geese
Some humpty backed camels and some chimpanzees
Some cats and rats and elephants, but Lord, I'm so forlorn
I just can't see no unicorns"
So Noah looked out through the driving rain
Those unicorns were laugh‘in, and playing silly games
They were running and playing while the rain was pouring
Oh, them silly unicorns
There were green alligators and long-necked geese
Some humpty backed camels and some chimpanzees
Noah cried, "Close the door cause the rain is pourin
And we just can't wait for no unicorns"
The ark started moving, it drifted with the tide
The unicorns looked up from the rocks and they cried
And the waters came down and sort of floated them away
That's why you never see unicorns to this very day
You'll see green alligators and long-necked geese
Some humpty backed camels and some chimpanzees
Some cats and rats and elephants, but sure as you're born
You're never gonna see no unicorns
There All Dead!!!
Now you may think this is the ending to this song,
But I’d have to tell you friends that in fact you’d be wrong
You see Unicorns are magical, so when the rain started pourin,
They grew themselves some wings and they took to soarin.
You'll see green alligators and long-necked geese
Some humpty backed camels and some chimpanzees
But if you’re lookin for the Unicorns don’t be forlorn,
The second star on the right, and straight on until morn!
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10. |
Bog Down in the Valley
04:01
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Weigh-Ho the rattlin' bog, the bog down in the valley-o
Weigh-Ho the rattlin' bog, the bog down in the valley-o
And in that bog there was a tree, a rare tree, a rattlin' tree
With the tree in the bog
And the bog down in the valley-o.
Now on that tree there was a limb, a rare limb, a rattlin' limb
With the limb on the tree and the tree in the bog
And the bog down in the valley-o.
Now on that limb there was a branch, a rare branch, a rattlin' branch
With the branch on the limb and the limb on the tree and the tree in the bog
And the bog down in the valley-o.
(Repeat, adding a line each time)
Now on that branch there was a twig, a rare twig, a rattlin' twig.....
Now on that twig there was a nest, a rare nest, a rattlin' nest.....
Now in that nest there was an egg , a rare egg, a rattlin' egg.....
Now in that egg there was a bird, a rare bird, a rattlin' bird.....
Now on that bird there was a feather, a rare feather, a rattlin' feather .....
Now on that feather there was a flea, a rare flea, a rattlin' flea .....
Now on that flea there was an eye, a rare eye, a rattlin' eye .....
Now on that eye there was a gleam, a rare gleam, a rattlin' gleam .....
Now on that gleam there was the world, a rare world, a rattlin' world .....
Now on that World there was a Bard, a rare Bard, an Irish Bard .....
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