Lyr Req: When Barney Flew over the Hills

Subject: Words request: When Barney flew over the hill
From: Dominic Barrington
Date: 19 Oct 96 - 06:04 AM

If anyone has the lyrics to this song (heard on the Relativity CD), I should be most grateful to receive a copy.

Dominic Barrington [e-mail]

Subject: Need Lyrics to...
From:
Date: 03 Oct 98 - 01:21 PM

I need the lyrics to: When Barney Flew Over the Hill. Song is performed on Her Infinite Variety, Celtic Women In Music & Song sung by Triona Ni Dhomhnaill.

Subject: Need Lyrics to.. When Barney Flew Over
From:
Date: 03 Oct 98 - 01:28 PM

Can't understand all the words on my CD. Can't find it anywhere online.

Subject: RE: Need Lyrics to.. When Barney Flew Over
From: Joe Offer
Date: 03 Oct 98 - 01:48 PM

Can you give us any more information about the song? What CD is it on?
-Joe Offer-

Subject: RE: Need Lyrics to.. When Barney Flew Over
From: Joe Offer
Date: 03 Oct 98 - 01:55 PM

Oh, OK.... Here's the rest:
Subject: Need Lyrics to...
From: [e-mail]
Date: 03-Oct-98 - 01:21 PM

I need the lyrics to: When Barney Flew Over the Hill.
Song is performed on Her Infinite Variety, Celtic Women In Music & Song sung by Triona Ni Dhomhnaill.

If you search for "Barney" in the database (search box in the upper-right corner of this page), I think you might find it. Click here to see what I found.
-Joe Offer-

Subject: RE: Words request: When Barney flew over the hill
From: GUEST,Dominic Barrington
Date: 09 Oct 01 - 05:35 AM

Any ideas yet?

Subject: RE: Words request: When Barney flew over the hill
From: masato sakurai
Date: 09 Oct 01 - 06:11 AM

Isn't Barney and Katie in the DT? It has the line "When Barney flew over the hills to his darling."

~Masato

Subject: Lyr Add: KATTY AVOURNEEN
From: Jim Dixon
Date: 15 Mar 08 - 06:35 AM

Found in The Book of Modern Songs edited by J[oseph] E[dwards] Carpenter, London: G Routledge & Co., 1858.

KATTY AVOURNEEN.
Words, Desmond Ryan. Music, F. N. Crouch.

'Twas a cold winter's night, and the tempest was snarling,
The snow like a sheet cover'd cabin and sty,
When Barney flew over the hills to his darling,
And rapp'd at the window where Katty did lie.
"Arrah, jewel," says he, "are you sleepin' or wakin'?
It's a cold bitter night, and my coat it is thin,—
The storm is a-brewin', the frost is a-bakin',
O, Katty avourneen, you must let me in."

"Ah, then Barney," says Kate, and she spoke through the window,
"How could you be takin' us out of our bed?
To come at this time it's a shame and a sin too,—
It's whisky, not love, has got into your head.
If your heart it was true, of my fame you'd be tender;
Consider the time, and there's nobody in;
What has a poor girl but her name to defend her?
No, Barney avourneen, I wont let you in."

"A-cush-la," says he, "it's my eye is a fountain
That weeps for the wrong I might lay at your door;
Your name is more white than the snow on the mountain,
And Barney would die to preserve it as pure.
I'll go to my home though the winter winds face me—
I'll whistle them off, for I'm happy within,
And the words of my Katty shall comfort and bless me,—
'No, Barney avourneen, I wont let you in.'"