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07 Jan 98 - 06:17 AM (#18816) Subject: Lyr Add: BRAES OF MONEYMORE (from Patrick Street) From: Wolfgang Hell Below you find my transcription of "Braes of Moneymore" as found on "Patrick Street 2". It is a traditional Irish emigration song. I'm not contented with my transcription, so whoever knows this song, please correct my version or post another version. Wolfgang Braes of Moneymore
Farewell to you, old Ireland, since I must go away,
That little town encircled round with many's the (groving?) hill,
How lonely is the (pailshen's??) coo and sad the blackbird's play
Kind friends I'll bid you all goodbye, I can no longer stay. |
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11 Oct 98 - 02:42 PM (#41241) Subject: RE: Req.: Braes of Moneymore From: Brendan Kyne Used to live in Moneymore--will enquire --may have been a song |
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12 Oct 98 - 02:51 AM (#41277) Subject: RE: Req.: Braes of Moneymore From: Wolfgang I nearly had forgotten my request for correction. Just want to let you know, Brendan, that I'm still interested. |
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13 Oct 98 - 12:52 PM (#41528) Subject: RE: Req.: Braes of Moneymore From: Maelgwyn Could 'pailshen's' be 'pigeon's'? |
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15 Oct 98 - 03:28 PM (#41831) Subject: RE: Req.: Braes of Moneymore From: Wolfgang pigeon's? Fair guess and consistent with relistening. Thanks, Maelgwyn. Wolfgang |
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09 Sep 08 - 12:56 PM (#2435328) Subject: Lyr Add: BRAES OF MONEYMORE From: GUEST,Jonathan McCloy Farewell to you, old Ireland, since I must go away, I now shake hands and bid goodbye and can no longer stay. Our big ship lies in deep Lough Foyle bound for the New York shore And I must come from all I know and lovely Moneymore. That little town encircled round with many's the groving hill, Where lads and lassies they do meet, for pleasure there's the rule. Through Springhill braes and flowery fields, where oft I've wandered lone, And by my side was the girl I loved, the rose of Moneymore. How lonely is the pigeons' coo and sad the blackbird's play And loud and high the thrushes cry on a long right summer's day. And as I sat down to cry my fill, sure the tears come trickling down, For in the morning I must leave you, my own dear native town. Kind friends, I'll bid you all adieu, I can no longer stay. Our big ship sails tomorrow and it's time I was away. So fill your glasses to the brim and toast with one loud roar Of your singing praise of Springhill braes and lovely Moneymore. |
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09 Sep 08 - 12:59 PM (#2435330) Subject: RE: Req.: Braes of Moneymore From: GUEST,Jonathan McCloy I came across this whilst lookin for slieve gallion braes. found Breas of Moneymore on youtube and changed the words above to what they guy sings there... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KhtB-jmhB80 |
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17 Nov 10 - 02:34 PM (#3034548) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Braes of Moneymore (from Patrick Street) From: GUEST The definitive lyrics Farewell to you old Ireland since I must go away. I'll now shake hands and bid goodbye I can no longer stay. Our big ship lies in deep Lough Foyle bound for the New York shore. And I must go from all I know and lovely Moneymore. That little town encircled round with manys the grove and hill. Where lads and lassies there do meet for pleasure fair's the rule. Through Springhill braes and flowery fields where oft I've wandered o'er. And by my side was the girl I loved the Rose of Moneymore. How lonely is the pigeons coo and sad the blackbird's lay. And loud and high the thrush's cry on a long bright summer's day. And as I sat down to cry me fill sure the tears came trickling down. For in the morn I must leave you my own dear native town. Kind friends I'll bid you all goodbye I can no longer stay. Our big ship sails tomorrow and it's time I was away. So fill your glasses to the brim and toast with one loud gra. And we'll sing in praise of Springhill braes and lovely Moneymore. |
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17 Nov 10 - 02:47 PM (#3034558) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Braes of Moneymore (from Patrick Street) From: David Ingerson Thank you, Guest, for those corrections. They sure make more sense. "Gra" of course is the Irish word for Love. I would love to know what your source is. Where did you get this definitive version? Cheers, David |
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17 Nov 10 - 02:54 PM (#3034562) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Braes of Moneymore (from Patrick Street) From: GUEST,^&* Mmmmm... - but "toast with one loud roar" makes more sense - and scans consistently with the other verses? |
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20 Nov 10 - 03:04 PM (#3036890) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Braes of Moneymore (from Patrick Street) From: Jim Dixon Calling anything "definitive" will often get you ridiculed at Mudcat—so it's just as well that this particular guest was anonymous. Maybe that's why this guest was anonymous. |
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15 Apr 15 - 03:57 PM (#3702033) Subject: Lyr Add: BRAES OF MONEYMORE (from Patrick Street) From: GUEST,steve90 Farewell to you, old Ireland, since I must go away. I now shake hands and bid goodbye and can no longer stay. Our big ship lies in deep Lough Foyle bound for the New York shore, And I must go from all I know and lovely Moneymore. That little town encircled round with many's the grove and hill, Where lads and lassies they do meet, for pleasure there's the rule, Through Springhill braes and flowery fields, where oft I've wandered o'er, And by my side was the girl I loved, the rose of Moneymore. How lonely is the pigeon's coo, and sad the blackbird's lay, And loud and high the thrushes cry, on a long bright summer's day, And as I sat down to cry my fill, sure the tears come trickling down, For in the morning I must leave you, my own dear native town. Kind friends, I'll bid you all adieu; I can no longer stay. Our big ship sails tomorrow and it's time I was away, So fill your glasses to the brim and toast with one loud roar, And we'll sing in praise of Springhill braes, and lovely Moneymore. (Springhill House and Demesne outside Moneymore, plus Moneymore is surrounded by hills and wooded groves and small rolling hills). |
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30 Sep 18 - 12:52 PM (#3953850) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Braes of Moneymore (from Patrick Street) From: GUEST,Eugene Has anyone put the chords to this great tune? |
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01 Oct 18 - 06:08 PM (#3954102) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Braes of Moneymore (from Patrick Street) From: leeneia I wrote down the tune from Kevin Burke's performance on YouTube. Most measures have three beats and the first two go with a chord while the third does not. Therefore, your accompaniment needs to die away or otherwise accommodate that third beat. Here are the chords for the key of C. See where there are two C's at the end of each line? The melody notes are tied so that they are five counts long. pick up note/G/G/G/G/G/Am/C/C for two beats pick up note/G/G/G/G/G/Am/C/C for two beats pick up note G/G/Am/G/G/Am/C/C for two beats pick up note G/G/G/G/G/Am/C/C for two beats |