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Prince's Street
03:15
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I spent Monday on Strawberry Hill
Till I fell and I landed on your windowsill
I hung there by a golden fine web
I had woven, from a hair of your head
I spent Tuesday just walking through town
Till I saw a gold angel come tumbling down
And waltzing with seagulls up in an elm tree
Where the wind runs her fingers above the dark Lee
And oh will you meet me on Saturday night?
We’ll dance in the shadows between the street lights
Between these two rivers I know where we’ll meet
On Prince’s Street
I spent Wednesday doing nothing at all
Till late in the evening the wind came to call
And stood at my window and danced a handstand
The sun on her shoulder and birds in her hands
The next morning I woke from a dream
Of where the fish lie on their beds of deep green
I watched Thursday morning put on it’s new coat
Of cloud at the elbow, blue sky at the throat
And oh will you meet me on Saturday night?
We’ll dance in the shadows between the street lights
Between these two rivers I know where we’ll meet
On Prince’s Street
I spent Friday just counting the time
Till up in a tower I heard some bells chime
I saw a great goldfish take wing like a swan
And told me that Saturday wouldn’t be long
And oh will you meet me on Saturday night?
We’ll dance in the shadows between the street lights
Between these two rivers I know where we’ll meet
On Prince’s Street
And oh will you meet me on Saturday night?
We’ll dance with your ankles all bathed in moonlight
Between these two rivers I know where we’ll meet
On Prince’s Street
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My Love will not sing for me, she cannot find the time
She sits among the tables, drinking blood red wine
She calls me to her sometimes, I go swimming in her hair
She’s got mad blue eyes, that swallow when she stares
And I need her like I need a Mercedez Benz
Like I need another drink, do you think
You could see your way to helping me my friend?
See your way to helping me my friend?
All I really want from you, is a sympathetic ear
Someone who could buy me one more pint of beer
And I’ll tell you about my broken heart, I’ll tell it just for you
No one ever had a heart as broken as I do
And I need her like I need a Mercedez Benz
Like I need another drink, do you think
You could see your way to helping me my friend?
See your way to helping me my friend?
My Love will not sing for me, she cannot find the time
She sits among the tables, drinking Blood Red Wine
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Rinn na Mara
01:48
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Shaothraíos an talamh dorcha sa pharóiste faoin leaba
Gur fhás crann ard castáin go déanach san oíche
Fréamha mo chosa, craobhacha mo lámha
Fréamha mo chosa, cosa insan láib
Duilliúr mo ghruaig ag séideadh sa ghaoth
Aniar aduaidh, cé a dhúiseoidh mé?
Téir síos go Rinn na Mara tá aimitis ar an trá
Cuir in uisce reatha é go ceann trí lá
Ceangail I gceirt is caith ar do chorp
Corcra an lia, corcra an chloch
Aniar aduaidh an t-éinín is lú
Aon fhocal uaidh, sin a dhúiseoidh tú
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The Only One For Me
03:03
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It’s been ten long years since the boy went singing
To his true love’s door
Crying “Oh my true love, let me in”
Ten long years or more
Down she comes with her falling hair
Comes to let him in
Comes to show him a secret light, burning
"You’re the only one for me
You’re the only one for me
And you’ll always be
The only one for me"
Now the boy walks in stony silence
His hollow footsteps ring
Along the streets where he once went spinning
Loving everything
Now the footprints of crows and sparrows
Gather ‘round his eyes
Now the weight of the world has cut him
Down to size
"You’re the only one for me
You’re the only one for me
And you’ll always be
The only one for me"
It’s been ten long years since the boy went singing
To his true love’s door
Crying “Oh my true love, Let me in”
Ten long years or more
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When angels with wings come to collect you
To carry you over the stormy sea
Whispering things as they caress you
Gently they’ll press you with sweet words undress you
"Will you lie in the land that holds you and keeps you
Or the land you love the best?
The land you love the best the land you love the best
Will you lie in the garden of peace and of order
Or the cold wild field in the west?"
When night and her shadows come to surround you
To touch you with fingers of cold cold fear
When the voice of the stranger echoes around you
When strange words confound you, strange accents drown you
"Will you fly to the land that fed you and found you
Or the land you love the best?
The land you love the best, the land you love the best
Will you lie in the garden of peace and of order
Or the cold wild field in the west?"
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All The Ways You Wander
03:44
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All the ways you wander, all the ways you roam
All across great oceans, all across the foam
Through the faraway houses, through the sunsets on fire
Searching for the island of your heart’s desire
Where the sun is always shining, and the oranges grow on the trees
You only have to wait two seconds there, for everything you please
In a garden of daisies, in a circle of light
Searching for the island, of your heart’s delight
I’ll wait for you, like a true friend
I’ll wait for you, till the very end
And if you take the long way, if you take the long way home
Down where the magicians and the dreamers roam
Through the mountains of morning, through the valleys of night
Searching for the island of your heart’s delight
I’ll wait for you, like a true friend
I’ll wait for you, till the very end
All the ways you wander, all the ways you roam
All across great oceans, all across the foam
Through the faraway houses, through the sunsets on fire
Searching for the island of your heart’s desire
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When You and I Were True
03:29
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Oh we might as well lie down love
Lie down and close our eyes
We might as well go walking
In the country of the blind
The long grass has grown
The wild birds flown
To their homes away in the blue
And nothing’s left the same
The whole world’s changed
Since you and I were true
Oh and how can a story be ended
When it didn’t hardly begin
How can my glass be so empty
When it’s filled up to the brim
And it wasn’t always so
It wasn’t always so
We had something better to do
And it didn’t always rain
Every single day
When you and I were true
In the country where we’re heading love
There is nothing but rocks and stones
No friendly plant or animal
No angel to guide you home
Until the day you’ll find
In the country of the blind
Some wanderer just like you
And the singing of a bird
Nobody has heard
Since you and I were true
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Johnny don’t go to Ballincollig
Where you always get so disappointed
Johnny don’t go, Johnny don’t go, Johnny don’t go,
Stay in town.
Johnny don’t go to Carrigaline
Or I’m not coming with you this time
You only go to get let down
Johnny don’t go, Johnny don’t go, Johnny don’t go,
Stay in town.
Johnny don’t go calling that woman
You know she left you behind
If you go and call that woman
I’m not coming with you this time
Johnny don’t go, Johnny don’t go, Johnny don’t go,
Stay in town.
If you go up to Mallow
Better beware of the big Blackwater
If you go as far as Mallow
You might never again come down
Johnny don’t go, Johnny don’t go, Johnny don’t go,
Stay in town.
Johnny don’t go to the banks of the Shannon
Johhny don’t go to the banks of the Nile
Johnny don’t go to London Tower
Hang around another while
Johnny don’t go, Johnny don’t go, Johnny don’t go,
Stay in town.
Johnny don’t go to the Crystal Palace
Johnny don’t go to the hole in the wall
Johnny don’t go to the big television
Hey Johnny don’t go at all
Johnny don’t go, Johnny don’t go, Johnny don’t go,
Stay in town.
WHERE would you be going?
Where WOULD you be going?
Where would YOU be going?
Where would BE going?
Johnny don’t go, Johnny don’t go, Johnny don’t go,
Stay in town.
Johnny don’t go to Carrigaline
Or I’m not coming with you this time
You only go to get let down
Johnny don’t go, Johnny don’t go, Johnny don’t go
Stay in town.
Johnny don’t go to Ballincollig
Where you always get so disappointed
Johnny don’t go, Johnny don’t go, Johnny don’t go,
Stay in town
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Poor Weary Wanderer
02:07
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My heart goes out to you
Poor weary wanderer
Forced to travel this world alone
Forced to wander away from home
You must sow what you cannot reap
You must hold what you cannot keep
You must fear what you cannot know
You must hold what you cannot keep
Nobody wants you
Nobody needs you
Nobody cares for you
Nobody slaves for you
You can’t see the angels
Gather all around you
You can’t hear what they’re saying
In heaven all about you
My heart goes out to you
Poor weary wanderer
Forced to travel this world alone
Forced to wander away from home
My heart goes out to you
Poor weary wanderer
You must lie in the cold clay
You must travel to the end of day
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Everything’s turning to gold, Cathy
And the sun is setting in the islands
Above the town there’s two swans flying
Away home to heaven
And many’s the heart was broken
Many the weary traveler
Couldn’t even have imagined
Such a heaven
And who are we to go golden
Through the streets, through the islands
Through the long days dying
Through the shadows?
And who are we to go laughing and smiling?
Who are we to go hoping and dreaming?
Who are we to go walking like children home?
Everything’s turning to gold, Cathy
Everything old and worn
Everything tired and torn
From the journey
And who are we to go golden?
Through the field, through the forest
Through the night, through the harvest
Through the shadows?
And who are we to go laughing and smiling?
Who are we to go hoping and dreaming?
Who are we to go walking like children home?
Everything’s turning to gold, Cathy
And the sun is setting in the islands
Above the town there’s two swans flying
Away home to heaven
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If you did, if you did
Even if you did
Been where you shouldn’t have been
Seen what you shouldn’t have seen
Dreamed what you shouldn’t have dreamed
That doesn’t mean you have to be locked up here forever
I'M GOING TO SET YOU FREE!
And if you did, if you did
Even if you did
Done what you shouldn’t have done
Run when you shouldn’t have run
Lost when you shouldn’t have won
That doesn’t mean you have to be locked up here forever
I'M GOING TO SET YOU FREE!
If you did, if you did
Even if you did
Suffered from a broken heart
Got off to a poor start
Maybe you fell apart
That doesn’t mean you have to be paying the price for ever
I'M GOING TO SET YOU FREE!
And if you, did if you did
Ah you know you did
Known what you shouldn’t have known
Shown what you shouldn’t have shown
Thrown what you shouldn’t have thrown
That doesn’t mean you have to be lying round here forever
I'M GOING TO SET YOU FREE!
I'M GOING TO SET YOU FREE!
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John Spillane
John Spillane is a musician, songwriter, performer, storyteller, poet and dreamer. Rooted in people, place and story, his
music transports the listener and his live performances captivate audiences around the world. After 20 years, John is set to release his first independent release; 100 Snow White Horses.
Recorded in London with producer John Reynolds and singer Pauline Scanlon.
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