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04 Jan 01 - 12:42 PM (#368482) Subject: west of ireland From: GUEST I'd like to know the lyrics of the song The West of Ireland as sung by Cathal McConnell in the last CD by The Boys of the Lough, with the same title as the song. Can somebody please post the text of that song? Thank you. Roberto |
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05 Jan 01 - 05:06 AM (#368957) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: west of ireland From: Wolfgang May I help giving this request a boost? I have the track at home on a worn tape but do not understand enough to do a decent transcription. I also would love to see these lyrics. For a start, here are two snippets:
One summer's morn as I walked all in the foggy dew.... Wolfgang |
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05 Jan 01 - 07:55 AM (#368994) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: west of ireland From: Noreen Wolfgang, I haven't time to transcribe ATM but if you'd care to see what you can work out, I'll help with any problematical words. Noreen |
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08 Jan 01 - 03:26 AM (#370750) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: west of ireland From: Wolfgang Fine offer, Noreen, I'll see how far I come within the next couple of days. Wolfgang |
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15 Jan 01 - 07:41 AM (#374788) Subject: Lyr Add: WEST OF IRELAND From: Wolfgang It was a bit easier than I had thought. The three bits where I am unsure are marked by parentheses. I have tried to fit the lyrics to any of the many 'all in the foggy dew' songs but without success. I bet this song must be known under another title but my searches have failed. I only know it from the Boys of the Lough. Over to you, Noreen or anybody else, who knows more about this song. Wolfgang
WEST OF IRELAND |
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15 Jan 01 - 07:46 AM (#374789) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: west of ireland From: Wolfgang verse 2, line 4: 'here' instead of 'her' Wolfgang |
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15 Jan 01 - 07:56 AM (#374790) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: west of ireland From: MartinRyan Wolfgang In the last verse, you might check it it is.... Regards |
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15 Jan 01 - 08:33 AM (#374796) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: west of ireland From: Snuffy toss off a glass UNTO you (drink your health), not toss off a glass ONTO you (throw liquid at you) |
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15 Jan 01 - 08:54 AM (#374810) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: west of ireland From: Wolfgang Thanks, Martin and Snuffy, what you're writing makes a lot of sense. I'll wait for other corrections and then I'll come back with a better transcription. Wolfgang |
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09 Feb 01 - 04:46 AM (#393885) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: west of ireland From: Wolfgang After rehearing, the before last line has to be (thanks to Snuffy and Martin): I will toss off a glass unto you, fair maid,... The 'no more to muse' bit, good as it sounds, doesn't agree with what I hear, but I'm still no willing to bet on my transcription above. Wolfgang |
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09 Feb 01 - 09:51 AM (#394067) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: west of ireland From: Noreen Hi Wolfgang. I had to refer to my friend Joe Kerins' notebook for this, I couldn't make out what that final phrase meant either. It's: Now to conclude, no more for use my pen I will throw down. i.e. he's not going to use his pen any more. The rest of it sounds fine now, but I'll always think of him throwing a glass onto his lass, when I hear it in the future! :0) Good luck with singing it! Noreen |
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09 Feb 01 - 10:04 AM (#394086) Subject: Lyr Add: WEST OF IRELAND From: Wolfgang Thanks, Noreen. I'm tempted a bit to say 'onto' was but a typo, but that would be a lie. Until Snuffy pointed it out for me, I never had seen the difference between onto and unto. Here's now the final version as far as I am concerned, ready for harvesting: Wolfgang
WEST OF IRELAND |
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01 Jun 19 - 05:43 PM (#3994838) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: West of Ireland From: GUEST,murray munn Here's my rendition ... transcribed before I scrolled down and saw others had already done it. The West of Ireland (as sung by The Boys of the Lough on The Piper’s Broken Finger—best as can be understood by the transcribe) One summer’s morn as I walked forth all in the foggy dew It was there I spied a pretty fair mai’en appearing in my view “Where have you strayed, my pretty fair maid, or what took you this way?” “I am from the west of Ireland, kind sir, don’t me delay.” “If you’re from the west of Ireland, that I take you for to be; Come sit ye down in this flowery vale and bear me company.” I kindly did salute this maid; I grasped her by the hand … Sayin’ “You’re welcome here, my pretty fair maid from the west of Ireland. “Let go my hand, kind sir, she said, and don’t be makin’ fun For if I’m a little on my way, my mama would think wrong. My journey is far if you knew at all, so here is my right hand— and a friend to you I will prove true in the west of Ireland.” Now to conclude no more peruse my pen I will throw down. And to yonder alehouse I will go, my sorrows for to drown. I will toss up a glass to you, fair lass, no matter where you stand, And adieu, adieu to all fair maids … from the west of Ireland. |