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Blood for Ghosts

by Duke Special

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1.
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
2.
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
3.
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
4.
Retaliation 01:35
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
5.
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!
6.
Hushing Song 02:34
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!
7.
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.
8.
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.
9.
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
10.
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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Blood for Ghosts is the new album by Duke Special, featuring 10 songs taken from old sheet music discovered at the Princess Grace Irish Library, Monaco.

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released November 3, 2023

Produced by Duke Special.
Recorded by Seán Óg Graham at Bannview Studios, Portglenone.
Drums and percussion recorded by Liam Bradley at The Seclusary.
Additional recording by Dave Lynch at Echo Zoo, Eastbourne
and Leon O’Neill at Tríona Ní Dhomhnaill’s house.
Mixed by Dave Lynch at Echo Zoo, Eastbourne.
Mastered by Mark Roberts.

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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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