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Lyr Req: Free and Green (Carl Funk, David Kincaid)
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Subject: Lyr Req: Green and Free - Irish Rebel Song From: GUEST,Matt Routledge Date: 26 Feb 07 - 03:10 PM Looking for a song called "Green and Free" All i remember is the line - Whiskey in the Morning, Whiskey in the Evening. Cheers for any help! Matt |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Green and Free - Irish Rebel Song From: Shaneo Date: 26 Feb 07 - 03:35 PM I think I found that song here check out the site. |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Green and Free - Irish Rebel Song From: GUEST Date: 26 Feb 07 - 03:52 PM Thankyou Very Much! |
Subject: Lyr Add: FREE AND GREEN (Carl Funk, David Kincaid) From: Jim Dixon Date: 28 Feb 07 - 11:44 PM Lyrics and notes copied from here:
Eight years later we would learn of some very strange coincidences surrounding this song: First, that the uncommon, almost randomly chosen name turned out to have been a real person, of the same name and rank: Captain Samuel Taggart of Co. I, 116th PVI, Irish Brigade. Secondly, that he was as beloved by his men in real life as his fictional counterpart, and died on August 25th, 1864, at the battle of Ream's Station, VA, in the same manner as described in the song. Lastly, that eight years later I would unknowingly join the reenactment company portraying Taggart's men, and finally be made aware of these bizarre coincidences. Initially, I debated using the song on the album, as my purpose was to present a collection of only period songs of the Irish in the Civil War. I soon came to the conclusion that there seemed to be some unearthly forces at work with the song, compelling us to tell the world of Samuel Taggart's story, this being reason enough to justify putting it on the album. The song has become an anthem of sorts for the men in my company, and I don't think they would have ever forgiven me if I hadn't. (Carl Funk, David Kincaid) Captain Taggart took the field With his men as hard as steel And we drove the bloody rebels to the sea. Before the guns were stilled, There were many hundreds killed. There's many an Irish girl sad tonight. When the smoke had cleared, It was just as we had feared. Captain Taggart lay wounded on the ground. With his head upon my knee, There he met eternity. I proudly closed his eyes and then I cried. CHORUS: Its whiskey in the mornin', whiskey in the night. Another Irish soldier lad has fought his final fight. We'll toast him till we're drunk, boys, and dowse the candle light. Tell them Captain Taggart is comin' home tonight. Well, we took his body home, And the drums and pipes did drone, And pulled a fine black casket through the streets. We told his grievin' wife That he loved her more than life, And gave to his young son his father's sword. Now the people, they all dream Of an Ireland free and green, Where nowhere can be heard the battle cry. The fighting's gone too long And it just drags on and on. I'd like to know some peace before I die. |
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