No Frontiers: The Parting Glass
No Frontiers: The Parting Glass
No Frontiers: The Parting Glass
Fields of gold
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in fields of gold
So she took her love
For to gaze awhile
Upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold
Will you stay with me, will you be my love
Among the fields of barley
We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we lie in fields of gold
Oh, we lie in fields of gold
Sailing by
two by two and it's me and you
falling from a yellow sky
it doesn't really matter if the coast is clear
just as long as you're not telling me lies
dreams are a kite on a windy day
free as a boat by the pier
and i can see it's always me
holding her here
holding her here
by the law of the ground my feet were bound
made to levitate towards the core
and try as you might you just can't fly
but the secret is to separate your mind
dreams are a kite on a windy day
free as a boat by the pier
and i can see it's always me
holding her here
holding her here
sitting in my chair i could be anywhere
when you turn for my reply
did you know i could go as you watch out
from your window i'll be sailing by
dreams are a kite on a windy day
free as a boat by the pier
And when that we were going to part, we lay in each other's arms
And you may be sure, and very sure, it wounded both our charms
The very first night I slept on board I dreamt about my Nancy
I dreamt I held her in my arms, and well she pleased my fancy
But when I awoke from my sleep and I found my bosom empty
Well, you may be sure, and very sure, that I lay discontented
When we arrived at the other side we were both stout and healthy
We cast our anchor in the bay going down to Philadelphi
So let every lad link with his lass, blue jacket and white trousers
And let every lass link with her lad, blue petticoats and white flounces
I Can't Make You Love Me Lyrics
Mary Coughlan
Turn down the lights, turn down the bed
Turn down these voices inside my head
Lay down with me, tell me no lies
Just hold me close, don't patronize
Don't patronize me
'Cause I can't make you love me If you don't
You can't make your heart feel something it won't
Here in the dark in these final hours
I will lay down my heart, and I'll feel the power
But you won't, no you won't
And I can't make you love me
If you don't
I'll close my eyes and then I won't see
The love you do not feel, when you're holding me
Morning will come, and I'll do what's right
Just give me till then, to give up this fight
And I will give up this fight
And I can't make you love me if you don't
You can't make your heart feel something it won't
And here in the dark in these final hours
I will lay down my heart and I'll feel the power
But you won't, no, you won't
And I can't make you love me
If you don't
Ain't no use in you trying
It's no good for me baby without love
All my tears, all these years, everything I believed in
Baby
Oh yeah
Someone's gonna love me
Mystic Lipstick
She wears mystic lipstick,
she wears stones and bones,
She tells myth and legend,
she sings rock and roll.
She wears chains of bondage,
she wears wings of hope,
She wears the gown of plenty,
and still it's hard to cope.
Chroi O mo chroi,
your heart is breaking,
Your eyes are red, your song is blue.
Your poets underneath the willow in despair.
They have been lovers of your sad tune,
lovers of your slow air.
She keeps fools for counsel,
she keeps the wig and gown.
The cloth and the bloddy warfare,
the stars and stripes and crown.
And still we pray for a better day now,
God willing it's for the best.
But I've just seen the harp on the penny
with a dollar on her naked breast.
Chroi O mo chroi...
And though they feed on what hurts you
To sing the book of your heart,
Oh sweeet Black Rose,
how they've loved you,
And it's hard to,
But they do, Eire, they do.
Chroi O mo chroi...
Lovers in sweet despair.