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13 Feb 01 - 08:38 AM (#396971) Subject: The love of the land From: Dharmabum I'm looking for the lyrics to this Robbie O'Connell song from the album of the same name. The love of the land. Thanks DB. |
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13 Feb 01 - 08:53 AM (#396982) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The love of the land From: Sarah2 Is it "Bold Robert Emmet"? If so, it's in the Digitrad. Sarah |
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13 Feb 01 - 09:00 AM (#396987) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The love of the land From: Sarah2 Hmmm....I went to his website, www.robbieoconnell.com, and I see the recording, and the song listed on it. It's not in his on-line songbook, though. Do you have the recording? Author's name? Sarah |
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13 Feb 01 - 10:02 AM (#397012) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The love of the land From: Dharmabum I checked the DT Sarah,it's not the one. It's on the Robbie O'Connell album "The love of the land" on the Green Linnet label.Released around 1987.According to the liner notes,it was written by him. I guess if I have to,I'll just get them the old fashioned way,(from speaker to paper). Thanks for the link to his website.
Ron. |
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13 Feb 01 - 02:46 PM (#397225) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The love of the land From: Dharmabum refresh |
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21 Dec 02 - 03:53 PM (#851821) Subject: ADD: The Love of the Land (Robbie O'Connell) From: Cluin Did it the old-fashioned way. From me to thee: The Love of the Land by Robbie O'Connell, 1987 "This is a familiar story on both sides of the Atlantic, but a harsh reality nonetheless. In the 1960s in Ireland, many young farmers were encouraged to borrow money to improve the family holdings. Within a few years, the economic climate changed and, for some, bankruptcy or emigration were the only alternatives." I was born on the land like my father before me And I worked on it year after year Through all kinds of weather, in summer, in winter Right or wrong, we persevered And I'll always remember the feel of the soil In the spring when we broke the first ground And the smell of the hay in the barn in the fall Brings my childhood years all back around CHORUS: Ah, but all that is lost now, it's locked up in memory And I wonder can you understand? When your life is torn up by the roots and discarded All you've left is the love of the land All you've left is the love of the land As a child I was given my own patch of garden Where I learned all the secrets of life As I'd wander the land in the cool of the evening In search of adventures, I'd ride Sometimes the weather would give us a battle But we took it all in our stride For we knew in the end, it would all come out even We'd make up the losses next time. CHORUS But somewhere the big wheels, they slowly were grinding Pushed on by a power of greed And, little by little, they ground us all under Destroying both flower and seed And what do you say to your wife and your family When you've nothing, not even a plan? And where do you go when you're faced with foreclosure And the bank says you must leave the land? CHORUS CHORUS |