Lyr Req: Cork City Lights

Subject: Lyr Req: Cork City Lights
From: GUEST,Danjoe
Date: 24 Oct 09 - 08:51 AM

I am looking for the words of this song if anyone has any knowledge i would be very grateful.Some of the words are "They're the lights that shone for gallant young McSweeney,They're the lights that shone for brave McCurtain too". Thanks

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Cork City Lights
From: Bonnie Shaljean
Date: 24 Oct 09 - 02:41 PM

I'm sorry I can't help with the song, but if you're using search engines you'll have better luck if you spell the names MacSwiney and MacCurtain. Terence MacSwiney and Tomás MacCurtain were mayors of Cork and their stories are well known, as Google will attest. There's a bronze bust of each one on the steps of City Hall, which I walk past every week.

If you find these words, please post - both men have compelling stories. (Síle MacCurtain, daughter of Tomás and witness to his murder, played harp.)

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Cork City Lights
From: GUEST
Date: 24 Oct 09 - 04:53 PM

Still no luck Bonnie but thats where i heard the song in one of the bars in Cork. Thanks

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Cork City Lights
From: Jim Dixon
Date: 26 Oct 09 - 06:38 PM

Here are Wikipedia articles about Tomás Mac Curtain and Terence MacSwiney.

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Cork City Lights
From: GUEST
Date: 26 May 15 - 11:06 AM

Hi

Any joy finding this. My Dad has been looking for these lyrics recently also?

Regards

Conor

Subject: ADD: Cork City Lights
From: GUEST,John H
Date: 02 Apr 16 - 04:27 AM

CORK CITY LIGHTS

By Mount Desert Sunday's Well and Montenotte,
How they sparkle, how they twinkle, how they glow,
In each mansion, in each home and in each valley,
On the mountain, on the hillocks down below,
In their myriads round the tower of grand old Shandon,
In their myriads by Brian Dillon's and St Luke's
There they glow with such delight and such abandon
In each crescent, in each terrace, in each nook.

There the lights I loved to watch in happy childhood,
There the lights I watched in boyhood young and gay,
There the lights that shine on hills above Cork city
In the twilight at the closing of each day
When the exiles come back home they glow to greet them
And the glamour spells a welcome in their breast
Ere their friends have turned out to kiss and greet them
In their smiles they are enfolded and caressed
There the lights that shine like stars along the harbour
And the glamour welcomes friends from far away

There the lights that shine on hills above Cork city
In the twilight at the closing of each day
There the lights I loved to watch in happy childhood,
There the lights I watched in boyhood young and gay,
There the lights that shine on hills above Cork city
In the twilight at the closing of each day

She is seated on a hill this lovely city
But her feet are in the water cool and deep
In her harbour safe her ships and trim and pretty
Whilst above her glowing hills a vigil keep
There the lights that shone for gallant young Mc Sweeney
For Mc Curtain also fair and brave and gay
Still they shine for them on hills above Cork city
In the twilight at the closing of each day

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Cork City Lights
From: GUEST,John O Riordan
Date: 03 May 21 - 04:51 PM

https://youtu.be/pSog7OEieSk
This is Sean O Shea singing the song

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Cork City Lights
From: GUEST,John O Riordan
Date: 03 May 21 - 05:34 PM

Sorry it isn’t Sean O Shea it’s Christy Gamble

https://youtu.be/pSog7OEieSk

Subject: ADD: The Lights of Cork City
From: GUEST
Date: 15 May 22 - 06:40 AM

THE LIGHTS OF CORK CITY

There the lights that shine on hills above Cork City
In the twilight at the closing of each day
When the exiles come back home they glow to greet them
And the glamour spells a welcome in their breast
Ere their friends have turned out to kiss and greet them
In their smiles they are enfolded and caressed
There the lights that shine like stars along the harbour
And the glamour welcomes friends from far away

There the lights that shine on hills above Cork City
In the twilight at the closing of each day
There the lights I loved to watch in happy childhood,
There the lights I watched in boyhood young and gay,
There the lights that shine on hills above Cork city
In the twilight at the closing of each day

She is seated on a hill this lovely city
But her feet are in the water cool and deep
In her harbour safe her ships and trim and pretty
Whilst above her glowing hills a vigil keep
There the lights that shone for gallant young Mc Sweeney
For Mc Curtain also fair and brave and gay
Still they shine for them on hills above Cork city
In the twilight at the closing of each day