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Lyr Add: Southern winds (Tom McCreesh)
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Subject: Lyr Add: SOUTHERN WINDS (Tom McCreesh) From: Wolfgang Date: 27 Jun 11 - 09:12 AM Written by Tom McCreesh for Raymond McCreesh, sung by Christy Moore. Copied from the chat section of Christy Moore's website by Wolfgang SOUTHERN WINDS (Tom McCreesh) In Armagh in the heart of the land The sweet town of Camlough it lies My townland a thousand years or more Stood proud and undaunted in history and law Do they come. Do the southern winds come Though strong the oak it still will bend For centuries we prayed it would end Until at last the bent oak did break And our broken hearts, no more could take Do they come. Do those southern winds come. When I was nineteen they took me away In Bessbrook Barracks I was tortured three days In foreign accents they did testify That there ways and laws I must satisfy Do they come. Do the southern winds come. I spent my youth on manly things The final act it is near The deadly nightshade it has been drawn Please hold tight my hand mother dear Do they come. Do the southern winds come. Do they know that I die for love of them? Do they know who has really sinned? Do they realise? Will they save us now? A bird of a southern wind Do they come. Do the southern winds come. My heart it is broken no southern wind blows Alone we go in the night Alone to live. Alone to die Alone to bare our own fight Do they come. Do the southern winds come. |
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