Devil Has My Backpack
Threw, My shoes in the ocean
Sold, my soul so I could play
Got my eye on the railway
Just, try and make, me stay
The Devil has my backpack
Triton has my shoes
Live, my life, by whiskey
Keeps my mind off you.
Catching out from Boston
Made my bed in hay
Toked a choke, buyin Betty
Greener pastures where I lay
The Devil has my backpack
Triton has my shoes
Live, my life, by whiskey
Keeps my mind off you.
Cuttin’ up til daybreak
In every town with tracks
If you seen my face once
Know, I ain’t comin’ back
The Devil has my backpack
Triton has my shoes
Live, my life, by whiskey
Keeps my mind off you.
I drink more when I’m sober
Than most do on the bend
Don’t need a cent to get spent
Don’t have no to cash to lend
The Devil has my backpack
Triton has my shoes
Live, my life, by whiskey
Keeps my mind off you.
Take no shit while I am breathin
Though hell may come my way
If, Devil take my pipe and ax
There’ll be hell to pay
The Devil has my [...]
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Lilly's Ghost
For a merchant in Kingston
I worked the southern dock.
Fifteen hours a day
Board and Pay
To relieve his shipping stock.
His daughter was the fairest
Flower of Ontario
Amber hair
And lips as rare
As a lily in the snow
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I hung from the gallows
She burned in a fire.
Her soul still walks in sorrow
O're the Ashes of desire.
At night she hunts for vengeance
On the wind her love lost moan
You better be sure
You're a heart that’s pure
Should you cross with Lilly's Ghost!
At night her father's watch
Kept her in her room locked tight
But if she lit the lamp
On her window sill
I'd know they were out of sight
I'd climb her wall and balcony
Under cloud or moonlight sky
Lovers deep
In sweat and heat
Of passion's play and cry
Chorus:
I hung from the gallows
She burned in a fire.
Her soul still walks in sorrow
O're Ashes and the mire.
At night she hunts for vengeance
On the wind her love lost moan
You better be sure
You're a heart that’s [...]
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(intro)
Cold is the River
Keening o’er this miners bones
Banshee rings the blood out
On the Cold River Stones.
(Verse)
O’Neil was a 49’er
A solitary man,
His name and clothes
Were all he owned
When he parted Wexford Strand.
Over the Atlantic Ocean
The news he heard told
Where the rivers flowed with Whiskey
And the mountains full of Gold
So he said good bye momma
And he kissed his sister’s hand
He was off to California
To return a richer man.
Four weeks to cross the ocean,
Then he joined a wagon chain
He worked his way from east to west
Through sun and snow and rain.
(Chorus)
life runs through the water
wind carries his soul.
His Castle’s on the mountain
And his streets are lined with gold!
Settled in the valley
Covered in rock and pine
Just passed the bend
In Feather Creek
He panned for three month’s time.
The sun rose over the horizon
The valley still thick with dew
O’Neil made pace with the mountain stream
‘Til he came apon his due
Cashed in for a grand
New [...]
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God Speed the Plow
By Tim Sanphy Jr.
“Oh Bonnie the Breezes that Blow in the Spring
And Sweet is the Music the sound thrushes bring
I long for a scene that I never see now
A man in his field with his horses and plough.”
Samuel was born John Morrison’s son,
(Of) County Tyrone, winter 1701,
His father a farmer, labored the land
Died by the blade of the Bishop’s command.
As he took his last breath and lay down his head
Saying remember my boy these words that I said
“May the Sun warm the ground
Where you sow your seeds now.
Live a blessed long life,
And God Speed the Plow
Political turmoil and social strife
Makin’ it hard for a man to live his simple life
Seven men came to his field swearin’ not by the crown
Samuel would show he’d never back down
A man of great stature standing 6 feet tall
Samuel pitched with his fork, tossed the first o’re a wall
The remaining six men scattered in fright
By the might of the man and shocked at his sight
His heart [...]
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I’m So Glad It’s You
Tim Sanphy
Right here, next to you,
Dancing
There’s no place
I would rather be,
Moving to the music
Playing
It’s your touch that makes
Me feel this way
The Sun’s high but a new moon’s
Pining
This day belongs to
You and me,
Starry skies and Irish eyes
Smiling
To see you here
Makes me wants to sing!
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I’m so glad it’s you
After all, that we’ve been through
There’s no road or mountain
We can’t climb.
The whole world may be runnin round
Here we are on solid ground
Only one thing to me remains true,
Darlin’, I’m so glad that it is you!
Take my hand
Pull me close to your heart
Take my hand
Together in perfect time.
Take my hand
Feel the beat in your chest.
Take my hand
And stand the test of time!
Were from Cities, near and far
Laughing
Right here and now, is,
Our Time to Be,
In the fields and on the stage
Singing
Songs we sing
Set your Spirits Free.
A new day, a new age
Awakening
The horizon has a story
Yet to tell
Speak now [...]
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