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31 Jan 03 - 06:15 AM (#878967) Subject: Lyr Req: Poor old Grainne Mhaol From: GUEST,Folkiegirl Hi everyone. Fisrt time try for me on this forum thing. I'm currently practicising for a lot of gigs coming up and need the lyrics to this one. It's either Poor old Grainne Mhaol or just Grainne Mhaol. Alan burke from Afterhours did it on the 'Up to here' album I've only got it on tape. the first line is: All through the north as I walked forth to view the shamrock plain. Helllllpppp! |
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31 Jan 03 - 06:53 AM (#878983) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Poor old Grainne Mhaol From: masato sakurai Posted at these threads, but they seem to be different versions: LYR ADD: Grainne Mhaol Grainne Mhaol Lyrics/chords ~Masato |
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31 Jan 03 - 06:55 AM (#878985) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Poor old Grainne Mhaol From: GUEST,Martin Ryan Masato It's a different song, alright. I should have it at home somewhere - I'll have a look Regards |
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31 Jan 03 - 06:58 AM (#878987) Subject: Lyr Add: GRANUAILE From: GUEST,Martin Ryan Got it! GRANUAILE
All through the north as I walked forth for to view the shamrock plain |
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31 Jan 03 - 07:00 AM (#878990) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Poor old Grainne Mhaol From: GUEST,MCP The song looks like the one in O'Lochlainn's Irish Street Ballads as A New Song On Granuaile. The tune has been posted I think in a thread called granuaile (type this in the Filter box, set the Age drop-down to All and press the Refresh button to see that thread). I don't know if the words have been posted; if not I'll put them up later if noone comes back with them. Mick |
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31 Jan 03 - 07:05 AM (#878994) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Poor old Grainne Mhaol From: GUEST,MCP Essentially the same as in O'Lochlainn, slight textual variations and slightly different verse order. O'Lochlainn also has an extra penultimate verse: There was a lord came from the South he wore a laurel crown Saying "Grania dear , be of good cheer, no longer you'll be bound I am the man they call great Dan, who never yet did fail I have got the bill for to fulfil your wishes Granuaile" (I can see why you might want to omit it!) Mick |
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31 Jan 03 - 07:31 AM (#879010) Subject: Lyr Add: A NEW SONG CALLED GRANUAILE From: masato sakurai Martin, thanks for the correction. The version in Colm O Lochlainn's Irish Street Ballads (pp. 6-7; with tune) is: A NEW SONG CALLED GRANUAILE (Dublin ballad singer. Piii [The Complete Petri Collection], 790; Jiii [Joyce's Old Irish Folk Music and Songs], No. 58, The Foggy Dew. **BS [**: Indicates the source of the words; BS: Printed Ballad sheets]. See Appendix for another ballad) All through the north as I walked forth to view the shamrock plain I stood awhile where nature smiled amid the rocks and streams On a matron mild I fixed my eyes beneath a fertile vale And she sang her song it was on the wrongs of poor old Granuaile. Her head was bare and her grey hair over her eyes hung down Her waist and neck, her hands and feet, with iron chains were bound Her pensive strain and plaintive wail mingled with the evening gale And the song she sung with mournful tongue was Poor Old Granuaile. The gown she wore was stained with gore all by a ruffian band Her lips so sweet that monarchs kissed are now grown pale and wan The tears of grief fell from her eyes each tear as large as hail None could express the deep distress of poor old Granuaile. On her harp she leaned and thus exclaimed "My royal Brian is gone Who in his day did drive away the tyrants every one On Clontarf's plains against the Danes his faction did prepare Brave Brian Boru cut their lines in two and freed old Granuaile. But now, alas, I must confess, avengers I have none There's no brave Lord to wave his sword in my defence--not one. My enemies just when they please with blows they do assail, The flesh they tore clean off the bones of poor old Granuaile. Six hundred years the briny tears have flowed down from my eyes I curse the day that Henry made of me proud Albion's prize From that day down with chains I'm bound no wonder I look pale The blood they drained from every vein of poor old Granuaile. There was a lord came from the south he wore a laurel crown Saying 'Grania dear, be of good cheer, no longer you'll be bound I am the man they call great Dan, who never yet did fail I have got the bill for to fulfil your wishes Granuaile.'" With blood besmeared and bathed in tears her harp she sweetly strung And oh the change, her mournful air from one last chord she wrung Her voice so clear fell on my ear, at length my strength did fail I went away and this did say, "God help you, Granuaile." ................................................................ Four editions are at Bodleian Library Broadside Ballads, including this one: A new song called Granuaile ("As through the north as I walked to view the shamrock plain ...") Copies: Harding B 19(13) Printer: [s.n.] ([s.l.]) Date: [s.a.] ~Masato |
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31 Jan 03 - 08:06 AM (#879027) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Poor old Grainne Mhaol From: Pied Piper A real person Grace O'Malley. Granaile All the best PP |
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31 Jan 03 - 10:07 AM (#879102) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Poor old Grainne Mhaol From: dick greenhaus Which name got corrupted to "Old Granny Wale" in "The Hornet and the Peacock" (American) |
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31 Jan 03 - 12:29 PM (#879162) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Poor old Grainne Mhaol From: Big Tim "Granuaile", although derived from the historical person, Grace O'Malley, the "Pirate Queen of Mayo" (c.1530-1603),the name is of course one of the many female forms used to symbolise Ireland. In her biography of Grace O'Malley, "Granuaile" (1998), Anne Chambers gives the words of the following songs and poems on Granuaile: Granuaile ("there stands a tower by the Atlantic side...") Grana Weal ("O thou that are sprung from the flower of the land...") Grace O'Malley ("she left the close-air'd land of trees...")(Written by Sir Samuel Ferguson,1810-86) Granuaile ("as the sunlight in its glory...") Oro, Se do Bheatha 'bhaile (Credited to Padraig Mac Phiarais) Oro and Welcome Home ("Welcome O woman who was sorrowful..."(Translated by Patrick Pearse) Granuweal - An Old Song ("A courtier called Dorset...) Poor Old Granuaile ("my dream to some...)(the O'Lochlainn version) A New Song Called Granuaile ("All through the north as I walked forth..."). |
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