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Lyr Req: Here's to the Year That's Awa' (J Dunlap)
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Subject: To the year that's away From: GUEST Date: 08 Aug 01 - 05:54 AM Fred Brooks wrote the lyrics to the above named song. I do have the first refrain that goes like this:
Let us drink to the year that we're leaving behind Can anyone help me with the rest of the song. I thank you in advance.My EMail adress is: thwolters@ home.nl |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: To the year that's away From: nutty Date: 08 Aug 01 - 06:25 AM The song is hereCLICK HERE |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: To the year that's away From: nutty Date: 08 Aug 01 - 06:31 AM e-mail sent |
Subject: Lyr Add: TO THE YEARS THAT'S AWAY (John Dunlop) From: Jim Dixon Date: 02 Feb 02 - 07:35 PM The link given by Nutty above is broken, so I found the song at the Harry Belafonte and Friends web site.
TO THE YEARS THAT'S AWAY
Let us drink to the year that we're leaving behind
Let us all raise our cups to the friends we can trust
Nor will we forget the soldier who bled
So we'll raise our glass to the land of our dad [John Dunlop (1755-1820) was Lord Provost of Glasgow around 1796. Recorded by The Belafonte Folk Singers on the LP "Cheers - Drinking Songs Around The World," 1992.] |
Subject: Lyr Add: HERE'S TO THE YEAR THAT'S AWA' From: Jim Dixon Date: 18 Jan 11 - 12:47 PM Obviously, the version posted above has been adapted/modernized/converted to standard English. From The Melodist, and Mirthful Olio, Volume 1 by Charles Dibdin (London: H. Arliss, 1828), page 5: HERE'S TO THE YEAR THAT'S AWA' Sung by Mr. Braham. Air.—Hurrah for the Bonnets of Blue. Here's to the year that's awa,' We'll pledge it in strong and in sma'; And to each bonnie lass that we fondly have lov'd In the days of the year that's awa'. Here's to the soldier who bled, To the sailor who bravely did fa'; Their fame will remain, though their spirits are fled On the wings of the year that's awa'. Here's to the friend we can trust, When storms of adversity blaw, Who will soothe all our cares and be nearest our heart, Nor depart like the year that's awa'. Here's to the land of our birth; To our Monarch, the pride of us a'; May he ever be bless'd, nor look back with regret On the days o' the year that's awa'. |
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