Lyr ADD: Patrick Gallagher (Kieran Wade)

Subject: Lyr Req: Patrick Gallagher (Kieran Wade)
From: GUEST,Tony M.
Date: 18 Aug 22 - 04:33 AM

Does anyone know where I can get the lyrics to the song "Patrick Gallagher" by Kieran Wade from his CD "The Gotchy"?

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Patrick Gallagher (Kieran Wade)
From: Joe Offer
Date: 18 Aug 22 - 02:24 PM

Don't have time to transcribe it, but here's the recording:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W1isANnKZi0

Tony, why not post what you have, and we'll work on it together?

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Patrick Gallagher (Kieran Wade)
From: GUEST
Date: 22 Aug 22 - 05:42 AM

Thanks Joe, I'll work off that.

Tony

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Patrick Gallagher (Kieran Wade)
From: GUEST
Date: 03 Sep 22 - 11:14 AM

I found the lyrics on Kieran's website www.kieranwade.bandcamp.com
The lyrics to his other songs are there too.

Patrick Gallagher
(Kieran Wade)

In the days when Napoleon and the English went to war
He blocked the timber from the Baltic they’d used to build their ships before
So they turned their eyes on Canada, that unexploited land
And the forests of New Brunswick which had stood since time began

And they cleared the virgin forests of oak and lofty pine
And shipped the timber home to build their warships of the line
But they needed ballast for those ships to sail back there again
So they emptied out the workhouses of women and the men

In the past when they needed ballast they used sacks of sand or stone
But people were more useful, they could walk off on their own
And to keep the poor was costly and they caused disease and crime
And using them as ballast solved two problems at one time

Chorus
And the sound that they heard was the crying of the world
For the ones who were never coming home
Won’t see again, won’t see again, they will never see their land again

They were gathered by the shipload and sent off overseas
Crammed in like cattle suffering hunger and disease
And the ones who didn’t make it they were tossed into the waves
And the cold and restless ocean rolls above their unmarked graves

And they say that Patrick Gallagher was only 10 years old
When they took him from the orphanage and put him in the hold
And that young boy from Donegal was shipped across the sea
And when they landed in New Brunswick they just left him on the quay

With no money, no possessions, just the clothing that he wore
And he didn’t speak the language that they used around that shore
And life holds many dangers when you are only 10
Abandoned as an infant now abandoned once again

Chorus
And the sound that they heard was the crying of the world
For the boy who was never coming home
Won’t see again, won’t see again, he will never see his land again

I met with Patrick Gallagher in Canada one day
A descendant of the young boy who was left out on the quay
He talked about his ancestor and bore his name with pride
And he told to me the story of his struggle to survive

How he met with a French farmer whose own family had grown
And he gave him a new language and he gave him a new home
And in time Patrick married and had a children of his own
And through the generations his story has passed down
The once mighty empire and its warships are long gone
But in Canada the name of Patrick Gallagher lives on
A testament to courage and the will to stay alive
Of the young boy from Donegal who managed to survive

Chorus
And the sound that they heard was the crying of the world
For the boy who was never coming home

© Kieran Wade