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De: TommyPM | Criado: 21/06/2007
Tommy Makem - sings "Winds Of Morning"
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I've walked the hills when rain was falling
Rested by a wide oak tree
Heard a lark sing high at evening
Caught a moonbeam on the sea
Chorus:
Softly blow ye winds of morning
Sing ye winds your mournful sound
Blow ye from the earth's four corners
Guide this traveller where he's bound
I've helped a ploughman tend his horses
Heard a rippling river sing
Talked to stars when night was falling
Seen a primrose welcome spring
Chorus
By foreign shores, my feet have wandered
Heard a stranger call me friend
Every time my mind was troubled
Found a smile around the bend
Chorus
There's a ship stands in the harbour
All prepared to cross the foam
Far off hills were fair and friendly
Still there's fairer hills at home
Chorus I've walked the hills when rain was falling
Rested by a wide oak tree
Heard a lark sing high at evening
Caught a moonbeam on the sea
Chorus:
Softly blow ye winds of morning
Sing ye winds your mournful sound
Blow ye from the earth's four corners
Guide this traveller where he's bound
I've helped a ploughman tend his horses
Heard a rippling river sing
Talked to stars when night was falling
Seen a primrose welcome spring
Chorus
By foreign shores, my feet have wandered
Heard a stranger call me friend
Every time my mind was troubled
Found a smile around the bend
Chorus
There's a ship stands in the harbour
All prepared to cross the foam
Far off hills were fair and friendly
Still there's fairer hills at home
Chorus
Rested by a wide oak tree
Heard a lark sing high at evening
Caught a moonbeam on the sea
Chorus:
Softly blow ye winds of morning
Sing ye winds your mournful sound
Blow ye from the earth's four corners
Guide this traveller where he's bound
I've helped a ploughman tend his horses
Heard a rippling river sing
Talked to stars when night was falling
Seen a primrose welcome spring
Chorus
By foreign shores, my feet have wandered
Heard a stranger call me friend
Every time my mind was troubled
Found a smile around the bend
Chorus
There's a ship stands in the harbour
All prepared to cross the foam
Far off hills were fair and friendly
Still there's fairer hills at home
Chorus I've walked the hills when rain was falling
Rested by a wide oak tree
Heard a lark sing high at evening
Caught a moonbeam on the sea
Chorus:
Softly blow ye winds of morning
Sing ye winds your mournful sound
Blow ye from the earth's four corners
Guide this traveller where he's bound
I've helped a ploughman tend his horses
Heard a rippling river sing
Talked to stars when night was falling
Seen a primrose welcome spring
Chorus
By foreign shores, my feet have wandered
Heard a stranger call me friend
Every time my mind was troubled
Found a smile around the bend
Chorus
There's a ship stands in the harbour
All prepared to cross the foam
Far off hills were fair and friendly
Still there's fairer hills at home
Chorus
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http://www.allthelyrics.com/lyrics/tommy_makem/winds_of_morning-lyrics-1134193.html
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De: vlikavec | Criado: 02/10/2008
THE DAY OF THE CLIPPER - Tommy Makem & Liam Clancy
You can see the squares of canvas dancing over the horizon
You can feel the chanty wailing to the heaving of the men
You can feel the seas up to your knees and you know the sea is rising
And you know the clipper's day has come again
To the men on high, the bosun's cry commands a killing strain
Till every mother's son begins to pray
With a hearty shout, she comes about as she heads into the rain
And the ship has never seen a better day
Chorus:
Sailing ships and sailing men will sail the open waters
Where the only thing that matters is the wind inside the main
So all you loving mothers keep your eyes upon your daughters
For the sails will mend their tatters and the masts will rise again
Wooden beams and human dreams are all that makes her go
And the magic of the wind upon her sails
She'd rather fight the weather than the fishes down below
God help us if the rigging ever fails
As the timber creaks, the captain speaks above the vessel's groan
'Til every soul on board can hear the call
It's nothing but the singing of the ship inside her bones
And this is when she like it best of all
Where the current goes, the clipper's nose is plowing fields of green
Where fortune takes the crews, we wish them well
Where men could be when lost at sea is somewhere in between
The regions of a heaven and a hell
Well, they're sailing eastern harbors and the California shores
If you set your mind to see them them you can
As you count each mast go sailing past you prouder than before
Then you'll know the clipper's day has come again
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De: vlikavec | Criado: 02/10/2008
THE DAWNING OF THE DAY - Tommy Makem & Liam Clancy
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As I walked out one morning fair, it being in the month of June
The dew was sparkling on the grass and the small birds in full tune
And when returning from a walk, by the fields I chanced to stray
It was there I met my heart's delight by the dawning of the day
Her head and beautiful neck were bare and mantle none she wore
Her golden hair, in ringlets fair, it hung her shoulders o'er
Her rosy cheeks and ruby lips, they stole my heart away
And I stood to stare at that Venus fair at the dawning of the day
"Where are you going my pretty fair maid, where are you going so soon?"
"I'm going a milking my cow, kind sir, it being in the month of June
The pasture that my cow feeds on, it lies so far away
And I've got to be there each morning fair at the dawning of the day"
"Come sit you down, my pretty fair maid, supposing it was a mile
Come sit you down on this primrose bank and we will chat a while
With the lambs all sporting on every side and the meadows blooming gay
I'll pledge to you my heart and hand at the dawning of the day"
"Oh no, kind sir" the maid replied, "I cannot tarry now
My parents wait for my return from the milking of my cow
But perhaps we'll meet some other time, if you chance to pass this way"
She gently glided from my sight at the dawning of the day
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As I walked out one morning fair, it being in the month of June
The dew was sparkling on the grass and the small birds in full tune
And when returning from a walk, by the fields I chanced to stray
It was there I met my heart's delight by the dawning of the day
Her head and beautiful neck were bare and mantle none she wore
Her golden hair, in ringlets fair, it hung her shoulders o'er
Her rosy cheeks and ruby lips, they stole my heart away
And I stood to stare at that Venus fair at the dawning of the day
"Where are you going my pretty fair maid, where are you going so soon?"
"I'm going a milking my cow, kind sir, it being in the month of June
The pasture that my cow feeds on, it lies so far away
And I've got to be there each morning fair at the dawning of the day"
"Come sit you down, my pretty fair maid, supposing it was a mile
Come sit you down on this primrose bank and we will chat a while
With the lambs all sporting on every side and the meadows blooming gay
I'll pledge to you my heart and hand at the dawning of the day"
"Oh no, kind sir" the maid replied, "I cannot tarry now
My parents wait for my return from the milking of my cow
But perhaps we'll meet some other time, if you chance to pass this way"
She gently glided from my sight at the dawning of the day
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.At the end of the day,
I like a little drink
To raise up me voice and sing
And an hour or two with a fine,
Brown brew and I'm ready for anything
At the Cross Keys Inn
There were sisters four,
The landlord's daughters fair
And every night when
They'd turn out the light
I would tiptoe up the stair...singin'
Chorus:
One for the morning glory,
Two for the early dew
Three for the man who will stand his round
And four for the love of you, me girl,
Four for the love of you
I got the call from a foreign shore
To go and fight the foe
And I thought no more
Of the sisters four,
But still I was sad to go
I sailed away on a ship,
The Morning Glory was her name
And we'd all fall down
When the rum went 'round,
Then get up and start again
Chorus
I bore once more for
My native shore,
Farewell to the raging seas
And the Cross Keys Inn,
It was beckonin',
And me heart was filled with glee
For there on the shore
Were the sisters four
With a bundle upon each knee
There were three little girls
And a bouncing boy,
And they all looked just like me...
Chorus
I like a little drink
To raise up me voice and sing
And an hour or two with a fine,
Brown brew and I'm ready for anything
At the Cross Keys Inn
There were sisters four,
The landlord's daughters fair
And every night when
They'd turn out the light
I would tiptoe up the stair...singin'
Chorus:
One for the morning glory,
Two for the early dew
Three for the man who will stand his round
And four for the love of you, me girl,
Four for the love of you
I got the call from a foreign shore
To go and fight the foe
And I thought no more
Of the sisters four,
But still I was sad to go
I sailed away on a ship,
The Morning Glory was her name
And we'd all fall down
When the rum went 'round,
Then get up and start again
Chorus
I bore once more for
My native shore,
Farewell to the raging seas
And the Cross Keys Inn,
It was beckonin',
And me heart was filled with glee
For there on the shore
Were the sisters four
With a bundle upon each knee
There were three little girls
And a bouncing boy,
And they all looked just like me...
Chorus
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