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19 Oct 96 - 06:04 AM (#88) Subject: Words request: When Barney flew over the hill From: Dominic Barrington If anyone has the lyrics to this song (heard on the Relativity CD), I should be most grateful to receive a copy. Dominic Barrington dominic@mortlake.sonnet.co.uk |
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03 Oct 98 - 01:21 PM (#40279) Subject: Need Lyrics to... From: Robjanlib@msn.com I need the lyrics to: When Barney Flew Over the Hill. Song is performed on Her Infinite Variety, Celtic Women In Music & Song sung by Triona Ni Dhomhnaill. |
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03 Oct 98 - 01:28 PM (#40281) Subject: Need Lyrics to.. When Barney Flew Over From: Robjanlib@msn.com Can't understand all the words on my CD. Can't find it anywhere online. |
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03 Oct 98 - 01:48 PM (#40282) Subject: RE: Need Lyrics to.. When Barney Flew Over From: Joe Offer Can you give us any more information about the song? What CD is it on? -Joe Offer- |
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03 Oct 98 - 01:55 PM (#40283) Subject: RE: Need Lyrics to.. When Barney Flew Over From: Joe Offer Oh, OK.... Here's the rest: Subject: Need Lyrics to... From: Robjanlib@msn.com Date: 03-Oct-98 - 01:21 PM
I need the lyrics to: When Barney Flew Over the Hill. |
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09 Oct 01 - 05:35 AM (#568040) Subject: RE: Words request: When Barney flew over the hill From: GUEST,Dominic Barrington Any ideas yet? |
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09 Oct 01 - 06:11 AM (#568050) Subject: RE: Words request: When Barney flew over the hill From: masato sakurai Isn't Barney and Katie in the DT? It has the line "When Barney flew over the hills to his darling." ~Masato |
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15 Mar 08 - 06:35 AM (#2288940) Subject: Lyr Add: KATTY AVOURNEEN From: Jim Dixon Found in The Book of Modern Songs edited by J[oseph] E[dwards] Carpenter, London: G Routledge & Co., 1858. KATTY AVOURNEEN. Words, Desmond Ryan. Music, F. N. Crouch. 'Twas a cold winter's night, and the tempest was snarling, The snow like a sheet cover'd cabin and sty, When Barney flew over the hills to his darling, And rapp'd at the window where Katty did lie. "Arrah, jewel," says he, "are you sleepin' or wakin'? It's a cold bitter night, and my coat it is thin,β The storm is a-brewin', the frost is a-bakin', O, Katty avourneen, you must let me in." "Ah, then Barney," says Kate, and she spoke through the window, "How could you be takin' us out of our bed? To come at this time it's a shame and a sin too,β It's whisky, not love, has got into your head. If your heart it was true, of my fame you'd be tender; Consider the time, and there's nobody in; What has a poor girl but her name to defend her? No, Barney avourneen, I wont let you in." "A-cush-la," says he, "it's my eye is a fountain That weeps for the wrong I might lay at your door; Your name is more white than the snow on the mountain, And Barney would die to preserve it as pure. I'll go to my home though the winter winds face meβ I'll whistle them off, for I'm happy within, And the words of my Katty shall comfort and bless me,β 'No, Barney avourneen, I wont let you in.'" |