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29 Nov 17 - 08:56 PM (#3891325) Subject: Lyr Req: Ballad of Jack Larkin (John ? Flatharta) From: Spancilled I love ballads and recently came across one on YouTube that I had never heard of before. Being intrigued, I went to search for the lyrics and to my surprise could not find them anywhere. I spent some time listening to both versions that I found online and attempted to transcribe the lyrics. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N34Qdo1f9mo https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=edgDIG8Ni9A (better version in my opinion) I have captured what I could, see below. Unfortunately there are some words I just could not make out, these are marked with ? ? ? and are place names in California. I would like to learn the Ballad. Could anyone help me fill in the gaps? BALLAD OF JACK LARKIN It was in the hungry forties when old Ireland lay in bloom Thousands sailed from Galway Bay to find a brighter home, among them were three comrades who were brave and bold and strong And they came from Dinish Island off the LetterMullen shore. The streets of Philadelphia they had heard were paved with gold, but very soon they realized it melted with the snow the fights of hunger know no bounds as they make a young man groan so they went to California a hunting for the gold. They staked a claim beside the hill called as the ? ? ? and started digging in to it some fortunes for to horde, The promise to their parents the day the left the their home was to bring it back to Dinish off the LetterMullen shore. McDonagh went to town one day to russle up some stores he was killed by three Bandidos who robbed him of his hope John Folan and Jack Larkin they wakes him at their home And they buried him beside his flame at the side of ? ? ? And the mound was patted down and the three Hail Marys said They placed a little wooden cross as a marker on his head Jack Larkin faced and told the east that he swore a mighty roar There was blood for blood he'd have revenge or never face at home That very day Jack went to town with his pistol in his belt and he went into the tavern where they killed his cousin Pat He called out the Bandidos and when the fight was o'r the three of them were lying dead upon the borrowed floor Jack took a bullet in his back and for three long weeks he lay and then one night a fall and says I'll never see the day I'll tell my folks in Dinish if you ever make it back That I got the three Bandidos the got my cousin Pat He was buried with his cousin in the grave upon the Hill With a marker at his head and feet and the three Hail Marys said Before the mound was patted down Jack Larkins Mighty soul Was flown back home to Dinish off the LetterMullen shore |
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30 Nov 17 - 03:27 PM (#3891508) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Ballad of Jack Larkin (John ? Flatharta) From: GUEST,teemu Here's what I got from it: BALLAD OF JACK LARKIN It was in the hungry forties when old Ireland lay in bloom Thousands sailed from Galway Bay to find a brighter home, among them were three comrades who were brave and bold and strong And they came from Dinish Island off the Lettermullan shore. The streets of Philadelphia they had heard were paved with gold, but very soon they realized it melted with the snow the fangs of hunger knew no bounds as they made the young man groan so they went to California hunting for the gold. They staked a claim upon the hill called as the montrahall? <<< and started digging in to it some fortunes for to horde, <<< They promised to their parents the day they left their home was to bring it back to Dinish off the Lettermullan shore. <<< McDonald went to town one day to rustle up some stores he was killed by three bandidos who robbed him of his hope/gold <<< John Folan and Jack Larkin they waited at their home And they buried him next/beside to his flame at the side of montrahall <<< And when the mound was patted down and the three Hail Marys said They placed a little wooden cross as a marker on his head Jack Larkin faced an’ to the east he swore a mighty roar There was blood for blood he'd have revenge or never show his face at home That very day Jack went to town with his pistol in his belt and he went into the tavern where they killed his cousin Pat He called out the bandidos and when the fight was o'r the three of them were lying dead upon the bar room floor Jack took a bullet in his back and for three long weeks he laid and then one night he said (for sure) I'll never see the day <<< (but) you'll tell my folks in Dinish if you ever make it back That I got those three bandidos who killed my cousin Pat He was buried with his cousin in the grave upon the hill With a marker at his head and feet and the three Hail Marys said Before the mound was patted down Jack Larkin’s mighty soul Had flown back home to Dinish off the Lettermullan shore |
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01 Dec 17 - 03:16 PM (#3891716) Subject: Lyr Add: THE BALLAD OF JACK LARKIN From: Jim Dixon I listened to both versions. Although the second singer sings beautifully and clearly, there are several points where his words don't make sense and I think he got them wrong. Therefore I based my transcription more on the first version. Sorry; I haven't solved the problem with the California placenames, but I did verify the spelling of the Irish ones at logainm.ie. The songwriter's and singer's names are taken from the video: THE BALLAD OF JACK LARKIN Written by Eddie Bheairtle Ó Conghaile As sung by Liam Hart on YouTube. It was in the hungry forties when old Ireland lay in gloom. Thousands sailed from Galway Bay to find a brighter home. Among them were three comrades who were brave and strong and bold, And they came from Dinish Island off the Lettermullan shore. The streets of Philadelphia they had heard were paved with gold, But very soon they realized it melted with the snow. The pangs of hunger know no bounds; they make the young look old, So they went to California a-hunting for the gold. They staked a claim beside the hill known as the {...}, And started digging into it some fortunes for to hoard. It was a promise to their parents on the day they left their home: They'd bring it back to Dinish off the Lettermullan shore. McDonagh went to town one day to rustle up some stores. He was killed by three banditos who robbed him of his hope. Folan and Jack Larkin they waited at {their home}, And they buried him beside his flame on the side of {...}. And when the mound was patted down and the three Hail Marys said, They placed a little wooden cross as a marker on his head. Jack Larkin faced into the east and he swore a mighty oath There was blood for blood; he'd have revenge or never show his face at home. That very day Jack went to town with his pistol in his belt, And he went into the tavern where they killed his cousin Pat. He called out the banditos, and when the fight was o'er, The three of them were lying dead upon the barroom floor. Jack took a bullet in his back and for three long weeks he lay, Till one night he says to Folan: "Sure I'll never see the day, But tell my folk in Dinish if you ever make it back; Tell 'em I got the bastards that killed my cousin Pat." He was buried with his cousin in the grave upon the hill, With a marker at his head and feet and the three Hail Marys said. Before the mound was patted down Jack Larkin's mighty soul Had flown back home to Dinish off the Lettermullan shore. |
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01 Dec 17 - 11:41 PM (#3891768) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Ballad of Jack Larkin (John ? Flatharta) From: Spancilled Excellent! Thank you. Very Helpful Agreed on him getting a few words wrong, may be a simple mistake or could be the typical version changes you see with Ballad going from one singer to another. I found the LogAimn too. I did a genealogy search and the Larkin and McDonagh names match up with Census and Parish records close to that era. Could not find Folan. Will keep researching maps of the California Gold Rush. I sent an email to a Comhaltas Chapter in Galway Ireland too, they are close to Connemara and may have the original lyrics |
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20 Dec 17 - 06:34 PM (#3894995) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Ballad of Jack Larkin (John ? Flatharta) From: GUEST,Teemu Yeah I have been singing this song a while now, such pleasant melody. Great work on that transcript but there's still parts that I think are different from the songs: The pangs of hunger know no bounds; they make the young look old, The pangs of hunger knew no bounds; they made the young look old, And they buried him beside his flame on the side of {...}. And they buried him beside his claim on the side of Montroya Hall. Jack took a bullet in his back and for three long weeks he lay, Jack took a bullet in his back and for three long weeks he laid, I looked at the correct form of "bandito" or "bandido" and it seems to have italian origin from the word "bandito" so I guess that's the correct word. Albeit "Bandidos" motorbike club have made the latter more known. And I found this place called "Montroya Hall". Could it be the place's name? https://www.whitepages.com/name/Montroya-Hall/Sacramento-CA/q7n25n9 |
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05 Dec 20 - 11:46 PM (#4082096) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Ballad of Jack Larkin (John ? Flatharta) From: GUEST,Hilary Mokelumne Hill is a goldrush town in California.The banditos stole his"poke", not his hope. |
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06 Dec 20 - 05:46 PM (#4082190) Subject: John Beag Ó Flatharta, Eddie Bheairtle Ó Conghaile From: Felipa We are given a link to video of Liam Hart singing plus a link to another video. Who is singing in the second video? (someone comments Seán Keane but I think the singer both looks and sounds different from Seán). What is the reference in the thread title to John Beag Ó Flaharta ("beag" means little, but he's actually quite tall, I met John Beag at Cruinniu na mBad in Kinvara once)? Eddie Bheairtle Ó Conghaile is atoryteller, I gather: https://www.cic.ie/en/books/published-books/seoda-ar-sinsear-leabhair-cloite-1. He's a parish priest in Conamara and he collected some songs from his father Beartla Ó Chonghaile. https://news.newmanu.edu/irish-storyteller-hosted-by-irish-cultural-association-at-nu-aug-13/ John Beag Ó Flaharta recorded Eddie Bheairtle Ó Conghaile's song "The Home of the Nazarene". |
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09 Dec 20 - 02:27 PM (#4082637) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Ballad of Jack Larkin (John ? Flatharta) From: GUEST,Hilary I came across this on youtube: "Irishman sings a beautiful ballad" and then started to search for it. Liam Hart on youtube and Philip O'Dea on facebook were the only other versions I could find. Here is the best I could pick out from the three versions plus I looked up goldrush towns in California and thought Mokelumne Hill is the spot. Plus if you are familiar with Dangerous Dan McGrew you may "bet your poke" or someone may "pinch your poke", its a little bag of gold generally worn around the neck for safekeeping. Also, there is at least one Fulton in Galway in the 1840s: It was in the hungry forties when old Ireland lay in gloom A thousand sailed from Galway Bay to find a brighter home Among them were three comrades who were brave and strong and bold And they (left/came) from Dinish Island (on/off) the Lettermullan shore As the streets of Philadelphia they had heard were paved with gold But very soon they realised that it melted with the snow The pangs of hunger knows no bounds as it makes the young look old So they went to California a hunting for the gold They staked a claim upon the hill known as the Mokelumne And started digging into it some fortunes for to (hold/hoard) The promise to their parents that they had left at home Was to bring it back to Dinish on the Lettermullan shore McDonagh went to town one day to rustle up some stores He was killed by three banditos who robbed him of his poke John Fulton and Jack Larkin they waked him as at home And they buried him next to his claim by the side of Mokelumne And the mound was patted down and the three Hail Marys said They placed a little wooden cross as a marker at his head Jack Larkin faced unto the east and he swore a mighty oath That blood for blood he'd have revenge or never face for home That very day he went to town with a pistol in his belt And he went in to the tavern where they killed his cousin Pat He called out the banditos and when the fight was o'er The three of them were lyin' dead upon the barroom floor Jack took a bullet in his back and for three long weeks he lay Then one night to Fulton says, sure I'll never see the day But tell my folk in Dinish if you ever make it back That I got the three banditos who killed my cousin Pat He was buried with his cousin in a grave upon the hill With a marker at his head and feet and the three Hail Marys said Before the mound was patted down Jack Larkin's mighty soul Had flown back home to Dinish on the Lettermullan shore |
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09 Jan 21 - 09:29 PM (#4087315) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Ballad of Jack Larkin (John ? Flatharta) From: GUEST,Guest I have it direct from an Irishman, the lyric is: "They staked a claim upon the hill known as the Mount Tahoe" |
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18 Jul 23 - 10:33 AM (#4177164) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Ballad of Jack Larkin (John ? Flatharta) From: GUEST,Guest I made a genius page for the song, any contributors welcomed. Using this page and https://tabs.ultimate-guitar.com/tab/3472553 as source genius page: https://genius.com/Eddie-bheairtle-o-conghaile-the-ballad-of-jack-larkin-lyrics |