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St Patrick’s Day Songs & Sheet music : A Selection www.staidenshomeschool.
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St Patrick’s Day Songs
& Sheet Music
A Selection
St Patrick’s Day Songs & Sheet music : A Selection www.staidenshomeschool.com
Believe Me If All Those Endearing Young

Charms
Believe me, if all those endearing young charms
Which I gaze on so fondly today
Were to change by tomorrow and fleet in my arms
Like fairy gifts fading away.
Thou wouldst still be adored as this moment thou art
Let thy loveliness fade as it will
And around the dear ruin each wish of my heart
Would entwine itself verdantly still.
It is not while beauty and youth are thine own

And thy cheeks unprofaned by a tear
That the fervor and faith of a soul can be known
To which time will but make thee more dear.
No, the heart that has truly loved never forgets
But as truly loves on to the close
As the sunflower turns to her God when he sets
The same look which she turned when she rose.
Black Velvet Band

Chorus:
Her eyes they shone like the diamonds
You'd think she was queen of the land
And her hair hung over her shoulder
Tied up with a black velvet band.
In a neat little town they call Belfast

Apprenticed to trade I was bound
And many an hour's sweet happiness
I spent in that neat little town.
Till bad misfortune came o'er me
That caused me to stray from the land
Far away from my friends and relations
To follow the black velvet band.
Well, I was out strolling one evening

Not meaning to go very far
When I met with a pretty young damsel
Who was selling her trade in the bar.
When I watched, she took from a customer
And slipped it right into my hand
Then the Watch came and put me in prison
Bad luck to the black velvet band.
Next morning before judge and jury

For a trial I had to appear
And the judge, he said, "You young fellows...
The case against you is quite clear
And seven long years is your sentence
You're going to Van Dieman's Land
Far away from your friends and relations
To follow the black velvet band."
So come all you jolly young fellows

I'd have you take warning by me
Whenever you're out on the liquor, me lads,
Beware of the pretty colleen.
She'll fill you with whiskey and porter
Until you're not able to stand
And the very next thing that you'll know, me lads,
You're landed in Van Dieman's Land.
Bonnie Kellswater
Here's a health to you, bonnie Kellswater
For it's there you'll find the pleasures of life
And it's there you'll find fishing and farming
And a bonnie wee girl for your wife.
On the hills and the glens and the valleys

Grows the softest of women so fine
And the flowers are all dripping with honey
There lives Martha, a true love of mine.
Bonnie Martha, you're the first girl I courted

You're the one put my heart in a snare
And if ever I should lose you to another
I will leave my Kellswater so fair.
For this one and that one may court her

But no other can take her from me
For I love her as I love my Kellswater
Like the primrose is loved by the bee.
Here's a health to you, bonnie Kellswater

For it's there you'll find the pleasures of life
And it's there you'll find fishing and farming
And a bonnie wee girl for your wife.
Bonnie Woodgreen
Down by the green bushes of Bonnie Woodgreen
Where me and my true love so oftimes have been
As the days they rolled onward so happy were we
Ah, but never she thought that a soldier I'd be.
It was early one morning as the lambs they did play

'Twas off to Kells Barracks, I there made my way
To enlist in the army and fight for my King
And I bid my farewell to Bonnie Woodgreen.
Our ship at Larne Harbour sat ready to sail

And mothers were weeping and sisters looked pale
There was singing and dancing all happy and gay
Ah, but little they thought of the lads far away.
It was 'way out in Flanders at the back of the line

They were talking of sweethearts they all left behind
When one Irish soldier says, "I have a queen,
And she works in John Ross' of Bonnie Woodgreen."
It was early one morning while facing the foe

A shot from the enemy this young lad laid low
He called for his comrades, it was a sad scene
"Say good-bye to my Nellie and Bonnie Woodgreen."
So if ever to Ulster you chance for to stray

There's a neat little fact'ry near Ballynafeigh(?)
Where there's weavers and winders all rosy and clean
And they all wear white aprons in Bonnie Woodgreen.
Bridgit O'Malley
Oh Bridgit O’Malley, you left my heart shaken
With a hopeless desolation, I’d have you to know
It’s the wonders of admiration your quiet face has taken
And your beauty will haunt me wherever I go.
The white moon above the pale sands, the pale stars above the
thorn tree
Are cold beside my darling, but no purer than she
I gaze upon the cold moon till the stars drown in the warm sea
And the bright eyes of my darling are never on me.
My Sunday it is weary, my Sunday it is grey now

My heart is a cold thing, my heart is a stone
All joy is dead within me, my life has gone away now
For another has taken my love for his own.
The day it is approaching when we were to be married

And it’s rather I would die than live only to grieve
Oh meet me, my Darling, e’er the sun sets o’er the barley
And I’ll meet you there on the road to Drumslieve.
Oh Bridgit O’Malley, you’ve left my heart shaken

With a hopeless desolation, I’d have you to know
It’s the wonders of admiration your quiet face has taken
And your beauty will haunt me wherever I go.
Carrigfergus
I wish I was in Carrigfergus
Only for nights in Ballygrant
I would swim over the deepest ocean
The deepest ocean for my love to find
But the sea is wide and I cannot cross over
And neither have I the wings to fly
I wish I could meet a handsome boatsman
To ferry me over, to my love and die.
My childhood days bring back sad reflections

Of happy times I spent so long ago
My boyhood friends and my own relations
Have all passed on now like melting snow.
But I'll spend my days in endless roaming
Soft is the grass, my bed is free.
Ah, to be back now in Carrigfergus
On that long road down to the sea.
But in Kilkenny, it is reported

On marble stones there as black as ink
With gold and silver I would support her
But I'll sing no more 'till I get a drink.
For I'm drunk today, and I'm seldom sober
A handsome rover from town to town
Ah, but I'm sick now, my days are numbered
Come all you young men and lay me down.
The Cliffs of Doneen

You may travel far far from your own native land
Far away o'er the mountains, far away o'er the foam
But of all the fine places that I've ever been
Sure there's none can compare with the cliffs of Doneen.
Take a view o'er the mountains, fine sights you'll see there
You'll see the high rocky mountains o'er the west coast of Clare
Oh the town of Kilkee and Kilrush can be seen
From the high rocky slopes round the cliffs of Doneen.
It's a nice place to be on a fine summer's day

Watching all the wild flowers that ne'er do decay
Oh the hares and lofty pheasants are plain to be seen
Making homes for their young round the cliffs of Doneen.
Fare thee well to Doneen, fare thee well for a while

And to all the kind people I'm leaving behind
To the streams and the meadows where late I have been
And the high rocky slopes round the cliffs of Doneen.
Cockles and Mussels

In Dublin's fair city, where the girls are so pretty
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone
As she wheeled her wheel-barrow
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying cockles and mussels, alive, alive-O!
Alive, alive-O! alive, alive-O!
She was a fish-monger, but sure 'twas no wonder

For so were her father and mother before
And they each wheeled their barrow
She died of a fever, and no one could save her

And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone
But her ghost wheels her barrow
Danny Boy
Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen, and down the mountain side
The summer's gone, and all the flowers are dying
'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide.
But come ye back when summer's in the meadow

Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow
'Tis I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so.
And if you come, when all the flowers are dying

And I am dead, as dead I well may be
You'll come and find the place where I am lying
And kneel and say an "Ave" there for me.
And I shall hear, tho' soft you tread above me

And all my dreams will warm and sweeter be
If you'll not fail to tell me that you love me
I'll simply sleep in peace until you come to me.
I'll simply sleep in peace until you come to me.

The Dawning Of The Day

One morning early I walked forth
By the margin of Lough Leane
The sunshine dressed the trees in green
And summer bloomed again
I left the town and wandered on
Through fields all green and gay
And whom should I meet but a colleen sweet
At the dawning of the day.
No cap or cloak this maiden wore

Her neck and feet were bare
Down to the grass in ringlets fell
Her glossy golden hair
A milking pail was in her hand
She was lovely, young and gay
She wore the palm from Venus bright
By the dawning of the day.
On a mossy bank I sat me down

With the maiden by my side
With gentle words I courted her
And asked her to be my bride
She said, "Young man don't bring me blame"
And swiftly turned away
And the morning light was shining bright
At the dawning of the day.
Down by the Glenside

'Twas down by the glenside, I met an old woman
She was picking young nettles and she scarce saw me coming
I listened a while to the song she was humming
Glory O, Glory O, to the bold Fenian men.
'Tis fifty long years since I saw the moon beaming

On strong manly forms and their eyes with hope gleaming
I see them again, sure, in all my daydreaming
Some died on the glenside, some died near a stranger

And wise men have told us that their cause was a failure
They fought for old Ireland and they never feared danger
I passed on my way, God be praised that I met her

Be life long or short, sure I'll never forget her
We may have brave men, but we'll never have better
Down By The Salley Gardens

Down by the salley gardens
My love and I did meet
She passed the salley gardens
With little snow-white feet.
She bid me take love easy
As the leaves grow on the tree
But I, being young and foolish
With her did not agree.
In a field by the river

My love and I did stand
And on my leaning shoulder
She laid her snow-white hand.
She bid me take life easy
As the grass grows on the weirs
But I was young and foolish
And now am full of tears.
Eileen Aroon
When, like the dawning day
Eileen Aroon
Love sends his early ray
Eileen Aroon.
What makes his dawning glow
Changeless through joy and woe
Only the constant know
Eileen Aroon.
Were she no longer true

Eileen Aroon
What would her lover do
Eileen Aroon.
Fly with a broken chain
Far o'er the bounding main
Never to love again
Eileen Aroon.
Youth must in time decay

Eileen Aroon
Beauty must fade away
Eileen Aroon.
Castles are sacked in war
Chieftains are scattered far
Truth is a fixed star
Eileen Aroon.
The Foggy Dew

Oh, a wan cloud was drawn o'er the dim weeping dawn
As to Shannon's side I return'd at last
And the heart in my breast for the girl I lov'd best
Was beating, ah, beating, loud and fast!
While the doubts and the fears of the long aching years
Seem'd mingling their voices with the moaning flood
Till full in my path, like a wild water wrath
My true love's shadow lamenting stood.
But the sudden sun kiss'd the cold, cruel mist

Into dancing show'rs of diamond dew
And the dark flowing stream laugh'd back to his beam
And the lark soared aloft in the blue
While no phantom of night but a form of delight
Ran with arms outspread to her darling boy
And the girl I love best on my wild throbbing breast
Hid her thousand treasures with cry of joy.
And the girl I love best on my wild throbbing breast

Hid her thousand treasures with cry of joy.

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Believe Me If All Those Endearing Young

It is not while beauty and youth are thine own

Black Velvet Band

In a neat little town they call Belfast

Well, I was out strolling one evening

Next morning before judge and jury

So come all you jolly young fellows

On the hills and the glens and the valleys

Bonnie Martha, you're the first girl I courted

For this one and that one may court her

Here's a health to you, bonnie Kellswater

It was early one morning as the lambs they did play

Our ship at Larne Harbour sat ready to sail

It was 'way out in Flanders at the back of the line

It was early one morning while facing the foe

So if ever to Ulster you chance for to stray

My Sunday it is weary, my Sunday it is grey now

The day it is approaching when we were to be married

Oh Bridgit O’Malley, you’ve left my heart shaken

My childhood days bring back sad reflections

But in Kilkenny, it is reported

The Cliffs of Doneen

It's a nice place to be on a fine summer's day

Fare thee well to Doneen, fare thee well for a while

Cockles and Mussels

She was a fish-monger, but sure 'twas no wonder

She died of a fever, and no one could save her

But come ye back when summer's in the meadow

And if you come, when all the flowers are dying

And I shall hear, tho' soft you tread above me

I'll simply sleep in peace until you come to me.

The Dawning Of The Day

No cap or cloak this maiden wore

On a mossy bank I sat me down

Down by the Glenside

'Tis fifty long years since I saw the moon beaming

Some died on the glenside, some died near a stranger

I passed on my way, God be praised that I met her

Down By The Salley Gardens

In a field by the river

Were she no longer true

Youth must in time decay

The Foggy Dew

But the sudden sun kiss'd the cold, cruel mist

And the girl I love best on my wild throbbing breast

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