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Lyr Req: Finnegan, are you really dead?

GUEST,Jude 21 Jan 19 - 01:54 PM
Jim Dixon 22 Jan 19 - 07:03 PM
GUEST,Dave D 22 Jan 19 - 07:12 PM
GUEST,Dave D 22 Jan 19 - 07:21 PM
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Subject: Lyr Req: Finnegan, are you really dead?
From: GUEST,Jude
Date: 21 Jan 19 - 01:54 PM

Danny Doyle sings this on the old cd Emerald Echoes (Rego Records, 1994). I can't find the lyrics anywhere and cannot make out all of them from listening to the song.
Thank you.


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Finnegan, are you really dead?
From: Jim Dixon
Date: 22 Jan 19 - 07:03 PM

I couldn’t find the lyrics online, so I did the best I could to transcribe them from this YouTube video. Maybe someone else can fill in my gaps.


FINNEGAN, ARE YOU REALLY DEAD?
Written by Shay Healy
As recorded by Danny Doyle

As I roved out through Dublin city early on a fine spring morn,
My thoughts were slowly turned to Joyce and to the town where he was born.
What would he think of Dublin now? A muse sang softly in my head.
Ah sure he was the quare one, fol the diddle ...; Finnegan, are you really dead?

Though ... Street is cold and shuttered; Leopold Bloom is always home.
Down Sackville Street ... and blazes(?) boil(?) and spectres roam.
Sweet Anna Liffey it flows to the sea, past Molly Bloom’s immortal bed.
Ah sure he was the quare one, fol the diddle ...; Finnegan, are you really dead?

Down along by Sandymount, the seagulls wheel and cry.
Young Stephen sees eternity stretch out before his eye,
And far beyond is(or “his”?) exile that’s calling him away
Far from his tower at Sandycove hard fast by Dublin Bay.

And like the seagulls high above, the thoughts spin through his mind
He soars above the city streets that soon he’ll leave behind
He’s blind, though what he loves of her, he thinks he’ll shake her free.
Even in a far-off land, a Dubliner I will be(?).

And as I walked ‘long through Dublin city, as the sun was goin’ down,
Scenes and pictures from his stories filled my head with sights and sounds.
Ah, Dublin, how your son has served you! All across the world, his words are read.
Ah sure he was the quare one, fol the diddle ...; Finnegan, are you really dead?


References:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sandymount
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sandycove
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/James_Joyce_Tower_and_Museum


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Finnegan, are you really dead?
From: GUEST,Dave D
Date: 22 Jan 19 - 07:12 PM

Don't know the song but second line of the second verse - Blazes Boylan is a somewhat sleazy concert promoter and Molly Bloom's lover in Ulysses


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Finnegan, are you really dead?
From: GUEST,Dave D
Date: 22 Jan 19 - 07:21 PM

Listening to the song now, and loving it. Last line of first verse -- could the missing bit be "little Galway lass"? Would fit with Nora Barnacle's, Joyce's wife.


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