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17 Feb 02 - 09:00 PM (#652402) Subject: Down by the Dockyards From: GUEST,barry I have been looking for the words of a David Mc Williams(days of pearly spencer)song called Down by the dockyards,for a long time,Ihave tried all the usual engines and have come up blank.The first line is,DOWN BY THE DOCKYARDS THE WATER LIES STILL,BIG CRANES LIKE TOMBSTONES SURROUND HER.The song is about Belfast where Davy was born.Hope somebody can help. Many Thanks Barry. |
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20 Feb 02 - 06:21 AM (#653872) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Down by the Dockyards From: Matthew Edwards Refreshing this request. I can just about remember Days of Pearly Spencer, but I don't recall hearing this one. It looks interesting, but like Barry I've had no luck with search engines. Surely somebody has some old LPs with this one on it. |
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25 Feb 02 - 10:00 PM (#657907) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Down by the Dockyards From: Jim Dixon "Love Like A Lady"/"Down By The Dockyard" was released as a 45rpm single (Dawn DNS 1044) by David McWilliams in 1973. No luck finding lyrics on the 'Net, but I did find that some oldies record dealers are offering it for sale. |
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17 Feb 07 - 05:23 PM (#1971010) Subject: Lyr Add: DOWN BY THE DOCKYARD From: Fliss I was having a trawl on Mudcat and on Google for info about David McWillams and came across this thread. I was wondering what happened to him. He got a lot of airtime on Radio Caroline in the late 60s. A time when I was at teacher training college in Canterbury. Wonder if the person is still looking for the song below! DOWN BY THE DOCKYARD (An epitaph for Belfast) down by the dockyard the water's lie still the big cranes like tombstones surround her down by the dockyard the water's lie still dead as the city that bounds her the old woman wrapped in her long faded shawl in the doorway she waits for tomorrow once there was laughter behind her old walls now just the grey face of sorrow the houses are empty the neighbours all gone the stones are still standing but they're standing alone as the boat bound for Liverpool sings her song the cobble-stones echo the silence once she stood proud and she held her head high 'til hate came to rule her and men told her lies and father fought son never knowing the gun became master and prejudice ruled a home made for madmen a haven for fools still she's built her own wasteland in her churches and schools dead as the children she's buried The song I liked was LADY HELEN OF THE LAUGHING EYES. Sad to read he died in 2002. http://www.davidmcwilliams.com/ fliss also retired teacher and layabout... |