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18 Aug 22 - 04:33 AM (#4150522) Subject: Lyr Req: Patrick Gallagher (Kieran Wade) From: GUEST,Tony M. Does anyone know where I can get the lyrics to the song "Patrick Gallagher" by Kieran Wade from his CD "The Gotchy"? |
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18 Aug 22 - 02:24 PM (#4150571) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Patrick Gallagher (Kieran Wade) From: Joe Offer Don't have time to transcribe it, but here's the recording: Tony, why not post what you have, and we'll work on it together? |
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22 Aug 22 - 05:42 AM (#4150690) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Patrick Gallagher (Kieran Wade) From: GUEST Thanks Joe, I'll work off that. Tony |
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03 Sep 22 - 11:14 AM (#4151875) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Patrick Gallagher (Kieran Wade) From: GUEST I found the lyrics on Kieran's website www.kieranwade.bandcamp.com The lyrics to his other songs are there too. Patrick Gallagher (Kieran Wade) In the days when Napoleon and the English went to war He blocked the timber from the Baltic they’d used to build their ships before So they turned their eyes on Canada, that unexploited land And the forests of New Brunswick which had stood since time began And they cleared the virgin forests of oak and lofty pine And shipped the timber home to build their warships of the line But they needed ballast for those ships to sail back there again So they emptied out the workhouses of women and the men In the past when they needed ballast they used sacks of sand or stone But people were more useful, they could walk off on their own And to keep the poor was costly and they caused disease and crime And using them as ballast solved two problems at one time Chorus And the sound that they heard was the crying of the world For the ones who were never coming home Won’t see again, won’t see again, they will never see their land again They were gathered by the shipload and sent off overseas Crammed in like cattle suffering hunger and disease And the ones who didn’t make it they were tossed into the waves And the cold and restless ocean rolls above their unmarked graves And they say that Patrick Gallagher was only 10 years old When they took him from the orphanage and put him in the hold And that young boy from Donegal was shipped across the sea And when they landed in New Brunswick they just left him on the quay With no money, no possessions, just the clothing that he wore And he didn’t speak the language that they used around that shore And life holds many dangers when you are only 10 Abandoned as an infant now abandoned once again Chorus And the sound that they heard was the crying of the world For the boy who was never coming home Won’t see again, won’t see again, he will never see his land again I met with Patrick Gallagher in Canada one day A descendant of the young boy who was left out on the quay He talked about his ancestor and bore his name with pride And he told to me the story of his struggle to survive How he met with a French farmer whose own family had grown And he gave him a new language and he gave him a new home And in time Patrick married and had a children of his own And through the generations his story has passed down The once mighty empire and its warships are long gone But in Canada the name of Patrick Gallagher lives on A testament to courage and the will to stay alive Of the young boy from Donegal who managed to survive Chorus And the sound that they heard was the crying of the world For the boy who was never coming home © Kieran Wade |