Ever the winds

flo — Wed, 09 Dec 2009 15:49:06 +0000

As [e] I went a [D] walking way [e] down by the [b] greenwood
[G] Down where the [D] ivy and [e] laurel [b] entwine
I [G] heard a bird [D] singing a [e] sad, plaintive [b] love song
He [e] mourned for his [b] true love as [e] I mourned for mine

[G] Ever the [D] winds keep on [e] changing their [b] journey
[G] Ever the waves keep on [e] changing the [b] sea
[G] Ever green [D] summer keeps [e] changing to [b] autumn
My [e] true love has [b] changed, but there’s [e] no change in me

I brought my love flowers all tied up with ribbons
Soon the sweet flowers were faded and gone
Like the flowers, my true love’s affections have withered
Which leaves me alone here to pine and to mourn

My constant companions are sadness and sorrow
Trouble has never forsaken me yet
But wherever I go ’til my days are all numbered
The love of my soul, I will never forget

Bin gestern über dieses wunderschöne Lied von Tommy Makem gestolpert und musste es direkt mal posten. Die Chords folgen auf jeden Fall noch :)

Ever the Winds

Dick Bolt – Celtic Harp Kerri Lynn Slominski (Hauptdarsteller). Ann Mitchell and Kerri Lynn Slominski 2007, MP3-Download, € 0,84

Cruiscin Lan

flo — Fri, 06 Nov 2009 12:46:16 +0000

Let the [e] farmer praise his grounds
let the [a] huntsman praise his [B7] hounds
let the [e] shepherd praise his dewy scented [B7] lawn
Oh, but [G] I, more wise than they,
spend each [C] happy night and [D7] day
with me [B7] darling little cruiscin [e] lan, lan, lan
me [B7] darling little cruiscin [e] lan.

[G] Gra-ma-chree ma-cruiscin
[D7] slainte geal mavoorneen
[B7] Gra-machree ma cruiscin [e] lan, lan, lan
Oh, [B7] gramachree ma cruiscin [e] lan.

Immortal and divine, great Bacchus, God of Wine
create me by adoption your own son
In hopes that you’ll comply, that my glass will ne’er run dry
Nor my darling little cruiscin lan, lan, lan
Oh, my darling little cruiscin lan.

And when grim death appears in those few but happy years
And says, “Oh, won’t you come along with me?”
I’ll say “Begone, you knave! for King Baccus gave me leave
to take another cruiscin lan, lan, lan
to take another cruiscin lan.

Then fill your glasses high, lets not part with lips a-dry
though the lark doth now proclaim it is the dawn
and since we can’t remain, may we shortly meet again
to fill another cruiscin lan, lan, lan
to fill another cruiscin lan.

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Ever the winds

Ever the Winds

Cruiscin Lan

Cruiscin Lan

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