Dolly MacMahon Kilrush Fleadh Cheoil, County Clare, Ireland 1966
for love is pleasing and love is teasing and love is a treasure when first it's new but as love grows older then love grows colder and it fades away like the morning dew
We shall not bring back a single bit of gold or silver, not a gem, nor any coal or iron. We shall not find a single foot of earth that can be planted with crops to raise food. It's no use. So, if you cannot understand that there is something in man which responds to the challenge of this mountain and goes out to meet it, that the struggle is the struggle of life itself upward and forever upward, then you won't see why we go. --George Leigh Mallory
Nickel Creek Ryman Theater, Nashville, Tn. 11/29/07 with Tim O'Brien, Benmont Tench, Gillian Welch, David Rawlings and Bela Fleck
farewell Angelina the bells of the crown are being stolen by bandits i must follow the sound the triangle tingles and the trumpets play slow farewell Angelina the sky is on fire and I must go --bob dylan (from "farewell angelina ")
come over to the window, my little darling i'd like to try to read your palm i used to think i was some kind of gypsy boy before i let you take me home
Wolfe Tones: The Foggy Dew Dublin, 1916 Frances Black: The Bold Fenian Men
but the bravest fell and the requiem bell rang mournfully and clear for those who died that Eastertide in the springing of the year and the world did gaze in deep amaze at those fearless men but few who bore the fight that freedom's light might shine through the foggy dew
come sail your ships around me and burn your bridges down we make a little history, baby every time you call around let loose your dogs upon me and let your hair hang down you are a little mystery to me every time you call around