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The Foggy Dew
04:57
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A-down the hill I went one morn,
A lovely maid I spied,
Her hair was bright as the dew that wets
Sweet Anner’s verdant side;
“And where go ye, sweet maid?” said I,
She raised her eyes of blue,
And smiled and said, “The boy I wed
I’m to meet in the foggy dew.”
Go hide your blooms, ye roses red,
And droop, ye lilies rare,
Or you must pale for very shame
Before a maid so fair
Said I, “Dear maid, will you be my bride?”
Beneath her eyes of blue
She smiled and said, “The boy I wed
I’m to meet in the foggy dew.”
A-down the hill I went at morn,
A-singing I did go,
A-down the hill I went at morn,
She answered soft and low:
“Yes, I will be your own dear bride,
And I know that you’ll be true!”
Then sighed in my arms, and all her charms
Were hid in the foggy dew
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The Minstrel Boy
04:10
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The minstrel boy to the war has gone
In the ranks of death you’ll find him
His father’s sword he has girded on
And his wild harp slung behind him
“Lord of song” said the warrior bard
“Tho all the world betrays thee
One sword at least thy rights shall guard
One faithful harp shall praise thee”
The minstrel fell! But the foeman’s chain
Could not bring that proud soul under;
The harp he loved never spoke again
For he tore its chords asunder
And said no chain shall sully thee
Thou soul of love and bravery
Thy songs were made for the pure and free
They shall never sound in slavery
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Place, park, scene, dark
Silv’ry moon is shining through the trees
Cast, two, me, you
Sound of kisses floating on the breeze
Act one, begun
Dialogue, “Where would you like to spoon?”
My cue, with you
Underneath the silvery moon
By the light of the silvery moon,
I want to spoon
To my honey I’ll croon love’s tune,
Honeymoon keep a-shining in June,
Your silv’ry beams will bring love’s dreams
We’ll be cuddling soon
By the silvery moon
Act two, scene, new
Roses blooming all around the place
Cast, three, you, me,
Preacher with a solemn looking face.
Choir sings, bell rings
Preacher: “You are wed forever more.”
Act two, all though
Every night the same encore
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Retaliation
01:35
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I hid my heart with the roses
In the joy of a summer day
And passing she gathered the posies
And carried my heart away
All faded and dead are the posies
She pluck’d on that summer day
But the heart she found with the roses
Had stolen her heart away
Away
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A Lover's Soliloquy
02:07
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The time I’ve lost in wooing,
In watching and pursuing
The light that lies in woman’s eyes
Has been my heart’s undoing,
My heart’s undoing.
Tho’ wisdom oft hath sought me,
I scorn’d the love she brought me
My only books were woman’s looks
And folly’s all they’ve taught me
And folly’s all they’ve taught me
Her smile when Beauty granted
I hung with gaze enchanted
Like him the Sprite, who maids by night
Oft meet in glen that’s haunted,
In glen that’s haunted
Like him too Beauty won me
Just while her eyes were on me
If once their ray was turn’d away
O! Winds!
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Hushing Song
02:34
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Eily, Eily,
My Bonnie wee lass:
The winds blow,
And the hours pass.
But never a wind
Can do thee wrong,
Brown Birdeen, singing
Thy bird-heart song.
And never an hour
But has for thee
Blue of the heaven
And green of the sea:
Blue for the hope of thee,
Eily, Eily;
Green for the joy of thee,
Eily, Eily.
Swing in thy nest, then,
Here on my heart,
Birdeen, Birdeen,
Here on my heart,
Here on my heart,
Here on my heart!
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Canadian Boat Song
03:46
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Faintly as tolls the evening chime,
Our voices keep tune and our oars keep time.
Our voices keep tune and our oars keep time.
Soon as the woods on shore look dim,
We’ll sing at St. Ann’s our parting hymn.
Row, brothers, row, the stream runs fast.
The rapids are near and the daylight’s past,
The rapids are near and the daylight’s past.
Why should we yet our sail unfurl?
There is not a breath the blue wave to curl.
There is not a breath the blue wave to curl.
But when the wind blows off the shore,
Oh! sweetly we’ll rest our weary oar.
Blow, breezes, blow, the stream runs fast.
The rapids are near and the daylight’s past,
The rapids are near and the daylight’s past.
Utaway’ tide! this trembling moon,
Shall see us float over thy surges soon,
Shall see us float over thy surges soon.
Saint of this green isle! hear our prayers,
Oh, grant us cool heavens and favouring airs.
Pull, brothers, pull, the stream runs fast.
The rapids are near and the daylight’s past,
The rapids are near and the daylight’s past.
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8. |
The Bird of Christ
03:43
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Holy, Holy, Holy,
Christ upon the cross:
My little nest was near,
Hidden in the moss.
Holy, Holy, Holy,
Christ was pale and wan:
His eyes beheld me singing
Bron, Bron, mo Bron, Bron!
Holy, Holy, Holy,
“Come near, O wee brown bird!”
Christ spake, and lo, I lighted
Upon the Living Word.
Holy, Holy
I heard the mocking scorn!
But Holy, Holy, Holy,
I sang against a thorn!
Holy, Holy, Holy,
Ah, his brow was bloody:
Holy, Holy, Holy,
All my breast was ruddy.
Holy, Holy, Holy,
“Christ’s bird shalt thou be:”
Thus said Mary Virgin
There on Calvary.
Holy, Holy, Holy,
A wee brown bird am I:
Holy, Holy, Holy,
For I saw Christ die.
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9. |
If I Were a Blackbird
04:49
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I am a young sailor my story is sad
Though once I was carefree and a brave sailor lad
I courted a lassie by night and by day
Oh but now she has left me and sailed far away
Oh if I was a blackbird could whistle and sing
I’d follow the vessel my true love sails in
And in the top riggin’ I would there build my nest
And I’d flutter my wings o’er her lilly white breast
Or if I was a scholar and could handle the pen
One secret love letter to my true love I’d send
And I’d tell of my sorrow my grief and my pain
Since she’s gone and left me in yon flowery glen
I sailed o’er the ocean my fortune to seek
Though I missed her caresses, her kiss on my cheek
I returned and I told her my love was still warm
but she turned away lightly and great was her scorn
I offered to take her to Donnybrook Fair
And to buy her fine ribbons to tie up her hair
I offered to marry and to stay by her side
But she says in the morning she sails with the tide
My parents they chide me oh they will not agree
Saying me and my false love married should not be
Ah but let them deprive me ah let them do what they will
While there’s breath in my body she’s the one I love still
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10. |
It Was Only a Dream
02:41
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I awoke from a fear that my fault had taken you away
So I’ll write down the bones and breathe you into the day
To refrain from the oft’ time medicine ’til it is clear
It was only a dream and a dream is a skeleton
We went up to Rathfriland, embraced the ache of the unknown
As the infinite light played tunes to churchyard and stones
Let me linger beside this ossuary ’til I recall
It was only a dream but the dream is perpetual
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Duke Special Belfast, UK
In a career spanning 21 years, Duke Special has released 16 albums and EPs, toured all over the world. He's been involved in
a diverse array of other projects.
Performing live is still one of his main passions and a Duke Special show is always a unique experience. He released his new album 'Blood for Ghosts' on vinyl in November 2023 along with a 64-page book to accompany it.
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