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Lyr Req: I'm On My Way to Dublin Bay (S Murphy)

01 May 05 - 09:15 AM (#1475617)
Subject: Lyr Req: Michael Shea song Dad taught me
From: Scout

Dad sang this song when I was a kid, I`m now seventy five, I wonder if anyone has any history or corrections. I searched under Michael Shea, Dublin Fusileers,and Dublin Bay, to no avail. I`ve lurked this board for quite a while but never posted before. It`s a great resource. Thanks for any information. Dick


01 May 05 - 10:19 AM (#1475666)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Michael Shea song Dad taught me
From: nutty

Can you remember any words of the song .....
anything would help .... or what it was about??


01 May 05 - 11:01 AM (#1475687)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Michael Shea song Dad taught me
From: Scout

See what 75 years does? I had this copied and ready to send and forgot to paste it. Sheesh!

Michael Shay marched away, one day,
With the Dublin Fusileers. He left the town in,cheers,
But he left his girl in tears.
In the rattle of the battle, Michael stood the test,
He got a sargents uniform, and a medal on his chest.
He got a six months furlough, and started on his way,
And you could hear him singing as he set out that day.
Chorus
Goodbye, I'm on my way, to good old Dublin Bay,
That's why I'm feelin' gay, 'cause, oh I know Sweet Molly'0,
My colleen fair to see, is waitin' there for me,
Her heart with love 'a bubblin', on Dublin Bay


01 May 05 - 11:33 AM (#1475701)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Michael Shea song Dad taught me
From: masato sakurai

The title is "I'm On My Way to Dublin Bay." You can hear it here.

The Levy Collection has its sheet music. Click on the title below.

Title: I'm On My Way To Dublin Bay. Song.
Composer, Lyricist, Arranger: Lyric and Music by Stanley Murphy.
Publication: New York: Jerome H. Remick & Co., 1915.
Form of Composition: strophic with chorus
Instrumentation: piano and voice
First Line: Michael Shea he marched away with the Dublin Fusiliers
First Line of Chorus: Good-bye! I'm on my way to dear old Dublin Bay


01 May 05 - 11:39 AM (#1475708)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Michael Shea song Dad taught me
From: masato sakurai

Another edition (New York, New York: Jerome H. Remick, 1905) is here at Historic American Sheet Music.


01 May 05 - 12:58 PM (#1475782)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Michael Shea song Dad taught me
From: Scout

Miraculous!! Thank you many times over. I had the melody stored in my brain and it was right. The second verse was mostly missing from memory, also few words different. These computers and the internet are a marvel to an old schooler like me.
Think about this! I`ll bet my ancestors never visualized one of their descendants looking for a WW1 song that they probably sang. And I`ll also bet your descendants never thought you`d be locating that song, for a man of Irish extraction. Great new world, ain`t it?
I`m on my way to break out the guitar and record it and put it on a CD for my grandkids to learn and sing! Thanks again.
Dick


04 May 05 - 01:03 AM (#1477597)
Subject: Lyr Add: I'M ON MY WAY TO DUBLIN BAY
From: Jim Dixon

Transcribed from the sheet music at the Levy collection. (See Masato's link above.)

I'M ON MY WAY TO DUBLIN BAY
Stanley Murphy, 1915

1. Michael Shea he marched away, with the Dublin Fusiliers.
And he left the town in cheers, but he left his girl in tears.
But in the rattle of the battle, Michael stood the test,
And he won a sergeant's uniform, and a medal on his chest.
He got a two months' furlough, and he started on his way,
His Irish eyes a-dancin' as the boys all heard him say:

CHORUS: Goodbye! I'm on my way to dear old Dublin Bay.
That's why I'm feelin' gay, for oh! I know sweet Molly-O,
My colleen fair to see, is waitin' there for me,
Her heart with love a-bubble-in', on Dublin Bay.

2. Michael Shea reached Dublin Bay when the spring was in the air
And he found his colleen fair, and he hugged her like a bear.
He took her down to Dublin town and Father John Malloy
Tied a double-in knot right on the spot for Molly and her boy.
Then on an Irish jaunting car beside her bold gossoon,
She learned to sing this chorus by the risin' o' the moon: CHORUS