Lyr Req: Doolin

11 Apr 02 - 07:02 PM (#688191)
Subject: Doolin
From: GUEST,[e-mail]

Hi out there!

I´m looking for the lyrics to the song "Doolin" by a german folk-band called "Paddy goes to Holyhead".

Would be cool if somebody could help me.

bye, Daniel

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11 Apr 02 - 08:00 PM (#688215)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Doolin
From: George Seto - [e-mail]

Are you sure that's the title?? I checked their web-site, and nothing with that as the title is listed.

http://www.paddy.de/lyrics

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11 Apr 02 - 08:14 PM (#688224)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Doolin
From: Dicho (Frank Staplin)

It is in the album "Hooray." Go to Holyhead

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12 Apr 02 - 08:26 PM (#688887)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Doolin
From: GUEST,Daniel

Yep, it is...but still i need the words ;-)

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14 Apr 02 - 06:25 PM (#690029)
Subject: Lyr Add: DOOLIN (Paddy Goes To Holyhead)
From: Jim Dixon

I hope this is right. There was some German text on this page that I don't understand.
Copied from http://www.lyriks.de/lyriks/display.php?id=327d7fec0de53f31a79302eafed009d9
(with some obvious errors corrected)

DOOLIN
(Paddy Goes To Holyhead)

The grasses still grow and the waters flow and the winds of the west they do roar
The wild whippin' rain and the ragin' main are knockin' on Éireann's green shore.
The cry of the seagulls rang over the cliffs. There's magic and peace in the air.
Take me away to Doolin Bay to the pride of the sweet County Clare.

Half-pints of Smithwick's and boys from Dungannon
Stones from the Burren and wise men of Aran
Typical chimneys and chairs for the pipers
A glen of a broken heart
A red-haired tinker and a one-legged teacher
Singing songs of Pete John for a musical preacher
Nine Germans beating their poor brand-new bodhráns
No chance for a Gaelic harp.

Cheap fish and chips on the night near an old bridge
Reels on a Friday and days without slip-jigs
There are four who the room in "The Rainbow."
Time is not ticking away.
Beautiful sights down the high Cliffs of Moher
Green Grow the Rashes and Black Is the Color
Small-talking barkeepers shouting out loud:
Weather will improve day by day.

Time is up at half past eleven
8p for the bus from hell to heaven
It's ten years ago I made up my way
So, please take me back to the bay.

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