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MY WILD IRISH ROSE


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kendall 18 Apr 00 - 08:16 AM
Ed Pellow 18 Apr 00 - 08:54 AM
kendall 18 Apr 00 - 10:55 AM
Irish sergeant 18 Apr 00 - 08:04 PM
kendall 18 Apr 00 - 08:16 PM
MudGuard 19 Apr 00 - 06:30 AM
kendall 19 Apr 00 - 10:33 AM
GUEST,Gypsy ~ 05 Mar 07 - 08:30 PM
masato sakurai 05 Mar 07 - 09:33 PM
oldhippie 05 Mar 07 - 10:08 PM
Sorcha 05 Mar 07 - 10:42 PM
GEST 06 Mar 07 - 08:12 AM
GUEST 06 Mar 07 - 03:58 PM
oldhippie 06 Mar 07 - 09:26 PM
Gene 06 Mar 07 - 10:06 PM
GUEST,Thomas Szpilman 27 Nov 12 - 02:37 AM
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Subject: Wild Irish Rose
From: kendall
Date: 18 Apr 00 - 08:16 AM

Does anyone know Wild Irish Rose by Utah Phillips?


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Wild Irish Rose
From: Ed Pellow
Date: 18 Apr 00 - 08:54 AM

Is this the one you mean?

Wild Irish Rose

In a field by a river
my love and I did lie
And on my naked shoulder
she too proud to cry
She said that I must leave her
an icy tear she froze
How could I melt the heart
Of a Wild Irish Rose

Well a gypsy she has made of me
A servent of the street
And back to bed I've travelled
To taste a love as sweet
Well the heart it knows no reasons
And reason never knows
As I lie with them I'm thinking
Of a Wild Irish Rose

Well I saw the city of angels
It brought a devil out in me
And Hell's hotel on Sunset
Showed a whore no mercy
As the orange sky was screaming
From the roof I let her go
These are the dizzying heights that brought me
My Wild Irish Rose

Now red is the rose
That she layed on my grave
A life is what she wanted
And a life I surely gave
Like a hundred men before me
They lay lying here in rows
Young men, bloody
As a Wild Irish Rose

Ed


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Wild Irish Rose
From: kendall
Date: 18 Apr 00 - 10:55 AM

No, thats not it. Thanks anyway. The one I want goes..and we'll drink to the rose that Barbara Allen ..etc. something about a maiden bids him sup.. left a kiss within the beggers cup..


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Wild Irish Rose
From: Irish sergeant
Date: 18 Apr 00 - 08:04 PM

Kendall: Is it My wild Irish Rose, The sweetest flower that grows. You may search evrywhere, But there's none to compare with my Wild Irish Rose?

That is the first verse I don't recall the rest. Neil


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Wild Irish Rose
From: kendall
Date: 18 Apr 00 - 08:16 PM

No.


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Wild Irish Rose
From: MudGuard
Date: 19 Apr 00 - 06:30 AM

Irish sergeant,
the second verse is:
My wild Irish rose,
The dearest flower that grows,
And some day for my sake,
She may let me take
The bloom from my wild Irish rose.

MudGuard


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Wild Irish Rose
From: kendall
Date: 19 Apr 00 - 10:33 AM

Not the same song, thanks anyway. The one I asked for is much deeper than that thing..


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Subject: Lyr Add: MY WILD IRISH ROSE (Chauncey Olcott)
From: GUEST,Gypsy ~
Date: 05 Mar 07 - 08:30 PM

Mr. MudCat,

Here are the complete lyrics to Wild Irish Rose by Chauncey Olcott. I came to your site looking for a Midi file or mp3 that I could put on my site along with the verse. I don't have any other music on my site but felt that everyone would appreciate hearing Wild Irish Rose; should you ever have a copy, please notify me.

Thank you kindly for a response,

Gypsy ~

This is my site address where you can find my email address:======== ( http://gypsy.moved.in/ )


My Wild Irish Rose

Lyrics by Chauncey Olcott

If you listen I'll sing you a sweet little song
Of a flower that's now droped and dead,
Yet dearer to me, yes than all of its mates,
Though each holds aloft its proud head.
Twas given to me by a girl that I know,
Since we've met, faith I've known no repose.
She is dearer by far than the world's brightest star,
And I call her my wild Irish Rose.

My wild Irish Rose, the sweetest flower that grows.
You may search everywhere, but none can compare with my wild Irish Rose.
My wild Irish Rose, the dearest flower that grows,
And some day for my sake, she may let me take the bloom from my wild Irish Rose.

They may sing of their roses, which by other names,
Would smell just as sweetly, they say.
But I know that my Rose would never consent
To have that sweet name taken away.
Her glances are shy when e'er I pass by
The bower where my true love grows,
And my one wish has been that some day I may win
The heart of my wild Irish Rose.

My wild Irish Rose, the sweetest flower that grows.
You may search everywhere, but none can compare with my wild Irish Rose.
My wild Irish Rose, the dearest flower that grows,
And some day for my sake, she may let me take the bloom from my wild Irish Rose.

~ Chauncey Olcott

5:29 PM 3/5/2007


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Wild Irish Rose
From: masato sakurai
Date: 05 Mar 07 - 09:33 PM

MY WILD IRISH ROSE (Chauncey Olcott) is in the DT.


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Wild Irish Rose
From: oldhippie
Date: 05 Mar 07 - 10:08 PM

Only recording by Utah Phillips with a similar title is "Faded Rose" but I don't have the lyrics.


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Wild Irish Rose
From: Sorcha
Date: 05 Mar 07 - 10:42 PM

Rather strange, that.


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Wild Irish Rose
From: GEST
Date: 06 Mar 07 - 08:12 AM

Gypsy ~

There are two very nice MIDI files of My Wild Iish Rose at:
http://oldkunnel.net/midierindl.html

Cheers,

GEST Songs of Newfoundland and Labrador


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Wild Irish Rose
From: GUEST
Date: 06 Mar 07 - 03:58 PM

If it's the one about a forgotten war vet, theres a George Jones version at chordie.com


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Subject: Lyr Add: WILD IRISH ROSE (from George Jones)
From: oldhippie
Date: 06 Mar 07 - 09:26 PM

WILD IRISH ROSE – George Jones

They sent him to Asia to fight in a war
He came back home crazy and asking, What for?
They had him committed, oh, medals and all
To a mental hosipital with rubber walls.

They cut off the funding, oh, they cut off the lights
He hit the street runnin' that cold winter night
Now the streets are the only place he can call home
He seems oh, so lonely, but he's never alone.

He lies there holding his wild irish rose
This crazy old fool in the smelly old clothes
He could have had something much better, God knows
Than a half-empty bottle of Wild Irish Rose.

A baby named Scarlet with laughing blue eyes
(Spoken)
Has been in his wallet, ah! way back since '65
(Sang)
So much was forgotten, oh, so far back in time
Way down in the bottom of a river of wine.

(Spoken)
You know, they found him at Clarkstreet, West 25th
They can't even find a hearbeat, Lord, his fingers are stiff
Just like they're all frozen, he's holding her tight
(Sang)
But the habit, oh, it's broken, this is Roses' last night.

He lies there holding his Wild Irish Rose
But his soul's in a place where a real hero goes
Now he's got something better, much better, God knows
Than a half-empty bottle of Wild Irish Rose...


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Subject: Lyr/Chords Add: WILD IRISH ROSE (from George Jones
From: Gene
Date: 06 Mar 07 - 10:06 PM

FWIW: Chordie.com filches lyrics form Cowpie Corral and other
sites, far as I know, they originate NOTHING...

Song was posted at Cowpie Song Corral almost 5 years ago by the fellers listed below.

Oldtimer


Date: 5/12/02; 6:56:58 PM
>From: oldtimer
Subject: WILD IRISH ROSE

WILD IRISH ROSE
Recorded by: George Jones

[F] They sent him to Asia to [Bb] fight in a [F] war
He [Bb] came back home [F] crazy and [C] asking, "What for?"
They [F] had him committed, oh, [Bb] medals and [F] all
To a [Bb] mental hos-[F]-pital [C] with rubber [F] walls.

[F] They cut off the funding, oh, [Bb] they cut off the [F] lights
He [Bb] hit the street [F] runnin' that [C] cold winter night
Now the [F] streets are the only place [Bb] he can call [F] home
He [F] seems oh, so [Bb] lonely, but he's [C] never a-[F]-lone.

He [F] lies there [A7] holding his [Bb] Wild Irish [F] Rose
This [Bb] Crazy old [F] fool in the [C] smelly old clothes
He [F] Could have had [A7] Something much [Dm] Better, [C] God [Bb] Knows
Than a [F] half-empty [6m] bottle of [C] Wild Irish [F] Rose.

SUNG--: A baby named Scarlet with laughing blue eyes
SPOKEN: Has been in his wallet ah! way back since '65
SUNG--: So much was forgotten, oh, so far back in time
SUNG--: Way down in the bottom of a river of wine.

SPOKEN: You know, they found him at Clarksville, West 25th
SPOKEN: They can't even find a hearbeat, Lord, his fingers are so stiff
SPOKEN: Just like they're all frozen, he's holding her tight
SUNG--: But the habit, oh, it's broken, it's his Roses' last night.

He lies there holding his Wild Irish Rose
But his soul's in a place where a real hero goes
Now he's got something better, much better, God knows
Than a half-empty bottle of Wild Irish Rose.

Note. This submission is the work of K5UYB and ZOOMER.


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Wild Irish Rose
From: GUEST,Thomas Szpilman
Date: 27 Nov 12 - 02:37 AM

Five years late but I just discovered the lyrics Kendall was referring to.

Wild Irish Rose ~ Utah Phillips

We'll drink to the rose that Barbara Allen grew,
And to the last rose to bid the summer fond adieu
And all the dear companions, like roses faded now
But the rose within my glass is the last Time will allow.

Your ruby anesthetic will dull the sullen truth
As we live in faded elegance beyond the dreams of youth -
Yet dreaming still of other things, though not so fair or fine,
We sleep entwined with Morpheus in the painless arms of wine.

Some will lead the cripple and some will lead the blind,
But what of alms for him whose wound is of the mind?
Oh he will find release with the maid who bids him sup
For she has left a lover's kiss within the beggar's cup

And through all the storms that find us on the other side of life
She's been the bum's confessor, she's been the hobo's wife;
And ere the book is finished, as the final pages close,
I'll toast one fond remembrance to my Wild Irish Rose.


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