L'Univers de Renaud

                                    

Toutes les chansons en relation plus ou moins directe avec le chanteur énervant

 

 

Les pièces rares de Renaud

Le ptit bal du samedi soir et autres chansons réalistes

Les chansons de Cant'el Nord

Molly Malone et autres chansons irlandaises

Les reprises par Renaud avec d'autres

Les reprises par Renaud seul

Les reprises de Renaud par d'autres

Renaud chante avec les autres ses oeuvres

Les hommages et les citations par d'autres

Les enfoirés

Renaud écrit et compose pour les autres

Les parodies, adaptations et imitations par des artistes

 Les reprises et adaptations dans d'autres langues

 

 

 

Vagabonds

 

Origine et première interprétation : 

 

John O'Connor - North by North

album "Songs for our times"

North by north they travelled, south by south
For money in their pockets and food in their mouths
Counting the pennies and biding their time
West to the ocean, the end of the line

They travel the long miles, those women and men
Who only want a chance to start over again
So easy to give up, so hard to get by
They leave all their families and homes far behind

Away from the north-west, its factory towns
For to find a warm place to lay a body down
So far from when they started, so little in hand
Oh where did we go in this fruitful land

They all used to work in the auto and steel
Till the rug was pulled out, tell me how do they feel
Towards the men who had held all their dreams in their hand
They ran with the money and left them with sand

I talked about change to a man yesterday
We stood on the corner and this he did say
I followed the rules and I never asked why
Now the system's not working and neither am I

Reprises :

 

Arthur Johnstone / Shay's Rebelion - Daniel Shays Highway / The Fureys - Winds of change - 1993

 

 

Belfast Mill

 

Origine et première interprétation : 

 

Version irlandaise de la chanson de Géorgie "Aragon Mill" de Si Kahn 

écrite en 1979 et parue sur l'album "New Wood"

 

At the east end of town 
At the foot of the hill 
There's a chimney so tall 
It says Belfast Mill. 

But there's no smoke at all 
Coming out of the stack 
For the mill has shut down 
And is never coming back. 

And the only tune I hear 
Is the sound of the wind 
As she blows through the town 
Weave and spin, weave and spin. 

There's no children playing 
In the dark narrow streets 
And the loom has shut down 
It's so quiet I can't sleep. 

The mill has shut down 
'twas the only life I know 
Tell me where will I go 
Tell me where will I go. 

And the only tune I hear 
Is the sound of the wind 
As she blows through the town 
Weave and spin, weave and spin. 

I'm too old to work 
And I'm too young to die 
Tell me where will I go now 
My family and I.

 

Reprises :

 

Alan Donohoe / Barnbrack / Bok Trickett and Muir / Charles Sawtelle - Music from Rancho deVille - 2001 / Dolores Keane / Dry Branch Fire Squad - Tried and True -1987 / Erin's Pride / Gordon Bok - A water over stone / Hans Theessink - Titanic / Harvey Reid - Fruit on the vine / Hazel Dickens - Hard hitting songs for hard hit people - 1979 / Jill Fielding - Triplicity / Joe Stead - Hearts of fire / Les Menileux / Liebfrauenmilch / Lisa Christian / Na Fianna / Otto Groote Fabrik / Paddy Schmidt (All) / Peggy Seeger - From where I Stand - 1982 / Planxty - Words and music - 1982 / Red Clay Ramblers / Rita Ruby / Rosalie Sorrels and Utah Phillips - The long memory / Saoirse / Sean Talamh / Shebeen / The Druids / The Dublin City Ramblers / The Fureys - When you were sweet sixteen - 1992 / The Killkenny's / The Pipetrackers / The Skip Heller Trio - Mean things happen in this land - 2007 / The Whiskey Jacks / White Mountain Bluegrass - Aragon Mill /

 

 

Johnston's Motor Car 

 

Origine et première interprétation : 

 

Traditionnel écrit par William Gillespie dans les années 1920

(connue avec ou sans le T de Johnston's)

 

'Twas down by Brannigan's Corner, one morning I did stray
I met a fellow rebel, and to me he did say
"We've orders from the captain to assemble at Dunbar
But how are we to get there, without a motor car?"

"Oh, Barney dear, be of good cheer, I'll tell you what we'll do
The specials they are plentiful, the I.R.A. are few
We'll send a wire to Johnson to meet us at Stranlar
And we'll give the boys a bloody good ride in Johnson's Motor Car

When doctor Johnson heard the news he soon put on his shoes
He says this is an urgent case, there is no time to lose
He then put on his castor hat and on his breast a star
You could hear the din all through Glenfin of Johnson's Motor Car

But when he got to the railway bridge, some rebels he saw there
Old Johnson knew the game was up, for at him they did stare
He said "I have a permit, to travel near and far"
"To hell with your English permit, we want your motor car"

"What will my local brethren think, when they hear the news
My car it has been commandeered, by the rebels at Dunluce"
"We'll give you a receipt for it, all signed by Captain Barr
And when Ireland gets her freedom, boy, you'll get your motor car"

Well we put that car in motion and filled it to the brim
With guns and bayonets shining which made old Johnson grim
And Barney hoisted a Sínn Fein flag, and it fluttered like a star
And we gave three cheers for the I.R.A. and Johnson's Motor Car

 

Reprises :

 

Dominic Behan - Easter weekend and after / Frank Ritchie - The singing Ulsterman  - 1970 / Nantathren (Suisse) - 2000 / Paul Gwynne Phillips - Folk songs and ballads - 1964 / Ronnie Drew / Sean Fogarty and Patrick O'Neil - Ireland Boys hurrah - 1968 / The Clancy Brothers with Tommie MakemThe Dubliners - Ballads and Booze - 1978 / The Flying Column - Four green fields / The Johnstons - The Travelling people - 1966

 

 

Je reviendrai

 

Origine et première interprétation : 

 

Dermot O'Brien - Sailing Home - Where the two countries meet

 

I'm a liberty boy that I'll never deny

And I love the old town I was born in

And I rue the day that I sailed away

On a grey November morning

 

Me beloved shed a tear as we stood by the pier

But I told her I had to be going

She's my treasure and pearl,she's my own darling girl

But my wild oats I have to be sowing 

 

Chorus

I'm sailing home to Dublin's city

To the one that is waiting for me there

Home again to Dublin's city

Oh how I'm longing to be there

 

I've seen all the sights of this great world’s delights

And I sailed from Vancouver to Dover

I've hunted the whale and weathered the gale

Now my roving days are all over

 

For I miss Moore Street smell and the auld Liffey swell

And the pigeon house lights in the evening

And Sandymount strand where we walked hand in hand

And we watched while the mailboat was leaving

 

Repeat chorus twice

 

Reprises :

 

The Dublin City Ramblers - Flight of Earls - 2002

 

 

Adieu à Rhondda 

 

Origine et première interprétation : 

 

Frank Hennessy - Farewell to the Rhondda - The early songs

 

Well, my father was a miner,
and his father was before him,
He always had been proud to work the coal
But since they fell 'neath Roben's axe,
All the lads have got the sack
And away to work in England we must go!

Farewell ye colliery workers,
the muffler and the cap
Farewell ye Rhondda valley girls,
we never will come back
The mines they are a-closin',
and the valleys they're all doomed
There's no work in the Rhondda boys,
we'll be in London soon

No more the chapel singin',
that long ago has left us
And the public house
no more the miner's songs
And the populations' droppin'
For the boot wheels they are stoppin',
And I can't afford to stay here very long

Farewell ye colliery workers,
the muffler and the cap
Farewell ye Rhondda valley girls,
we never will come back
The mines they are a-closin',
and the valleys they're all doomed
There's no work in the Rhondda boys,
we'll be in London soon

Treherbert and Treorchy,
Tonypandy and Tynewydd
Ystrad Rhondda and Ton Pentre, all adieu
For I can no longer wait
While Parliament debates
So a fond farewell I bid to all of you!

Farewell ye colliery workers,
the muffler and the cap
Farewell ye Rhondda valley girls,
we never will come back
The mines they are a-closin',
and the valleys they're all doomed
There's no work in the Rhondda boys,
we'll be in London soon

Farewell ye colliery workers,
the muffler and the cap
Farewell ye Rhondda valley girls,
we never will come back
The mines they are a-closin',
and the valleys they're all doomed
There's no work in the Rhondda boys,
we'll be in London soon

 

Reprises :

 

An Rinn - To the friends that we love dear / Brian Clancy - Dingle moon, California stars / Claddagh - The Irish Rover / Martin Doherty & Leigh Birkett - Dare to struggle, dare to win / Mick Moloney - We have met togheter / Moch Pridery - Jig Moch / New Barleycorn - Ireland celtic's heartbeat / Ocean's Apart - The Maiden voyage / Roisin'

 

 

La fille de Cavan

 

Origine et première interprétation : 

 

My Cavan's girl - écrit par Thomas Moore

 

As I walk the road from Killeshandra weary I sit down
For it's twelve long miles around the lake to get to Cavan Town
Though Oughter and the road I go once seemed beyond compare
Now I curse the time it takes to reach my Cavan girl so fair

The autumn shades are on the leaves, the trees will soon be bare
Each red-coat leaf around me seems the colours of her hair
My gaze retreats to find my feet and once again I sigh
For the broken pools of sky remind me of the colour of her eyes

At the Cavan cross each Sunday morning, there she can be found
And she seems to have the eye of every boy in Cavan Town
If my luck will hold I'll have the golden summer of her smile
And to break the hearts of Cavan men she'll take to me a while

So next Sunday evening finds me homeward - Killeshandra bound -
To work the week till I return and court in Cavan Town
When asked if she would be my bride, at least she'd not say no
So next Sunday morning I'll rouse myself and back to her I'll go

Reprises :

 

Alex Beaton / Barleycorn / Barnbrack / Brian Clancy - Dingle moon, California stars / Danny Doyle - Raised on songs and stories - 1980 / Danny Quinn / James Feehan / Michael English / Paul Watchorn / Seoirse O Dochartaigh - Slan agus beannacht - 1988 / Slainte / The Dubliners - Further Along / The High Kings / The McGill Brothers / The Mighty Ghosts of Erin /

 

 

Te marie pas, Mary

 

Origine et première interprétation :

 

Leon Rosselson - Don't get married girls

album "Love, loneliness and laundry"

 

Don't get married girls - you'll sign away your life,

You may start off as a woman but you'll end up as the wife.

You could be a vestal virgin, take the veil and be a nun,

But don't get married girls, for marriage isn't fun.

 

Oh it's fine when you're romancing and he plays a lover's part,

You're the roses in his garden, you're the flame that warms his heart.

And his love will last for ever, and he'll promise you the moon,

But just wait until you're wedded and he'll sing a different tune.

You're his tapioca pudding, you're the dumplings in his stew,

And he'll soon begin to wonder what he ever saw in you.

Still he takes without complaining all the dishes you provide,

But you see he has to have his bit of jam tart on the side.

 

So don't get married girls - it's very badly paid

You may start off as the mistress but you'll end up as the maid.

Be a daring deep-sea diver, be a polished polyglot,

But don't get married girls, for marriage is a plot.

 

Have you seen him in the morning with a face that looks like death,

He's got dandruff on his pillow and tobacco on his breath.

And he wants some reassurance, with his cup of tea in bed,

'Cos he's got worries with the mortgage and the bald patch on his head.

And he's sure that you're his mother, lays his head upon your breast.

So you try to boost his ego, iron his shirt and warm his vest.

Then you get him off to work - the mighty hunter is restored

And he leaves you there with nothing but the dreams you can't afford.

 

So don't get married girls for men are all the same,

They just use you when they need you, you'd do better on the game.

Be a call girl, be a stripper. be a hostess, be a whore

But don't get married girls, for marriage is a bore.

 

When he comes home in the evening, he can hardly spare a look,

All he says is "What's for dinner?", after all you're just the cook.

And he'll clutch you with that "Look what I've got!" sparkle in his eyes,

Like he's entered for a raffle, and won you for a prize,

But when the party's over, you'll be slogging through the sludge,

Half the time a decoration and the other half a drudge.

 

So don't get married - it'll drive you round the bend

It's the lane without a turning it's the end without an end.

Change your lover every Fri

But don't get married girls for marriage is a curse.

 

And you get him off to work - the mighty hunter is restored

And he leaves you there with nothing but the dreams you can't afford

 

Reprises :

Aoife Clancy  - It's about time - 1993 / Cahal Dunne - The funny side of / Ceili's Muse - The dark lady / Elizabeth Mansfield - And they all sang Rosselsongs - compil 2005 / Gary and Vera Aspey - A taste of hotpot - 1976 / Jo Findlay / John Mc Grath / Sean Cannon and the Dubs / The Dubliners / 

 

 

A Carlingford

 

Origine et première interprétation : 

 

Danny Carthy - Carlingford

album Stand look around you

 

You may sing of the mountains in Kerry

Or the hills of Donegal.

Cradle your Connemara’s

the Wicklow hills and all.

Just give me beautiful Carlingford

the fairest place to me

It’s that little spot beyond Dundalk

beside the Irish Sea.

 

Chorus.

Oh ! Carlingford, fair Carlingford

That’s where I long to stray.

Your Mountains and your valleys

have stole my heart away.

When first I saw Fair Carlingford

It was on a Summer’s day

Her wild and rugged Mountains 

That slope down to the sea.

Where the people make you feel at home

you never want to stray

And if you do it will only be

To return again some day.

 

Chorus.

Goodbye to you fair Carlingford

It grieves my heart full sore

I know I will return again

to grace your lovely shore.

But until I do I know that you

Will still remain to me 

That little spot beyond Dundalk

Beside the Irish Sea

.

Chorus.

 

 

Reprises :

 

 

La ballade Nord-irlandaise

 

Origine et première interprétation : 

 

Traditionnel : titre original : O Waly Waly vers 1600

O Waly, waly, (a lament - "woe is me") up the bank,

And waly, waly, doun the brae (hill),

And waly, waly, yon burn-side (riverside),

Where I and my Love wont to gae (go)!

I lean'd my back unto an aik (oak),

I thocht it was a trustie tree;

But first it bow'd and syne (soon) it brak (broke)—

Sae my true love did lichtlie (lightly) me.

O waly, waly, gin love be bonnie (beautiful),

A little time while it is new!

But when 'tis auld (old) it waxeth cauld (cold),

And fades awa' like morning dew.

O wherefore should I busk my heid (adorn my head),

Or wherefore should I kame (comb) my hair?

For my true Love has me forsook,

And says he'll never lo'e me mair (more).

Now Arthur's Seat

Sall (shall) be my bed (burial place),

The sheets sall ne'er be 'filed by me;

Saint Anton's well sall be my drink;

Since my true Love has forsaken me.

Marti'mas wind, when wilt thou blaw (blow),

And shake the green leaves aff the tree?

O gentle Death, when wilt thou come?

For of my life I am wearìe.

'Tis not the frost, that freezes fell,

Nor blawing snaw's (snow) inclemencie,

'Tis not sic cauld (such cold) that makes me cry;

But my Love's heart grown cauld to me.

When we cam in by Glasgow toun,

We were a comely sicht (sight)to see;

My Love was clad in the black velvèt,

And I mysel in cramasie (crimson).

But had I wist (known), before I kist (a coffin = died),

That love had been sae ill to win,

I had lock'd my heart in a case o' gowd (gold),

And pinn'd it wi' a siller (silver) pin.

And O! if my young babe were born,:

And set upon the nurse's knee;

And I mysel were dead and gane,

And the green grass growing over me!

 

    plus connu sous le titre The Water is wide

The water is wide, I cannot cross o'er,

But Neither have I the wings to fly.

Give me a boat, that can carry two,

And both shall row, my love and I.

I leaned my back up against an oak

I thought it was a trusty tree

but first it bent and then it broke

And so my love did unto me.

A ship there is and she sails the sea,

She's loaded deep as deep can be,

But not so deep as the love I'm in

I know not if I sink or swim.

O love is handsome and love is fine

And love's a jewel when it is new

but love grows old and waxes cold

And fades away like morning dew.

Reprises :

 

En anglais :

Alec Finn - Blue Shamrock - 1994 / Allison Lupton - My true love / Barbara Streisand - Higher ground -1997Bob Dylan and Joan Baez / Charles Lloyd - 1998 / Bob Mc Carthy / Charlotte Church - Enchantment - 2001 / Chloe Agnew - Chloe Agnew / Cliff Richard - Now you see me now you don't - 1982 / Connie Dover - The border of heaven - 2000 / Cowboy Junkies - Rarities-B-Sides - 1999 / Daniel Rodriguez / David Sanborn - Love songs - 1995 / Enya / Eva Cassidy - American tune - 2003 / Fred Neil / Hailey Westenra - Treasure - 2007 / James Taylor - New moon shine -1991 / John Gorka / June Tabor / Karla Bonoff / Leehom Wang - Love Rival Beethoven - 1995 / Les Chums / Luka Bloom - Before sleep comes - 2003 / Mary Black - Without the fanfar - 1985 / Maura O'Connell - Just in time - 1988 / Maura Shaftoe - Some other time - 2003 / May Ip - 1993 / Niamh Parsons - Blackbirds and thrushes - 1999 / Peter Paul and MarySarah McLachlan, Jewel and Dixie Chicks / Olivia Newton John / Orla Fallon - The water is wide - 2006 / Pete Seeger / Rhonda Vincent - Good things going - 2008 / Roger McGuinn - Born to rock and roll - 1991 / Rory Block - Lovin' whiskey - 2009 / Runrig - Access all areas / Samuel Barber - 1938 / Steeleye Span - The journey - 1999 / Steve Goodman / The Highwaymen / The Seekers / The Wolfe Tones - Irish to the Core - 1993 / Triniti - Triniti - 2006

 

O Waly waly par divers chanteurs lyriques :

Alfred Deller / Anthony Kearns / Anthony Rolfe Johnson / Benjamin Luxon / Carolyn Watkinson / Daniel Taylor / Derek Lee Ragin / Edith Wiens / Felicity Lott / Frederica Von Stade / Ian Bostridge / Janet Baker / Kathleen Ferrier / Richard Lewis / Robert Tear / Sarah Brightman / Scott Weir

 

En français - La mer est immense :

Babord Amures - Autour de la mer / Graeme Allwright - Joue joue joue

 

Version de Renaud en français :

Anne Vanderlove / Chorale Cantarelle / Compagnie Art-Scène / David Delessert / Le Grand Choral de Renaud / Les Nomades de la Lande / Mimi Carpenter / L'Orchestre d'Amiens / The Thursdays

 

Autres langues :

Bagad de Lann Bihoue - Ar mor divent / L'Albinu - L'Aranciaghju / Orla Fallon - An mhaighdean Mhara / Pantxoa Eta Peio - Bake Mina / Tri Yann - Divent an dour

 

 

Dubliners

 

Origine et première interprétation : 

David Mc Donagh

 

Oh, Dublin you're my city
I'm proud to call you mine
Divided by the Liffey's greasy slime
No matter who I love and woo at home or over sea
My heart prefers those Dubliners like me

Dublin men and women are the salt of all the earth
Fiercely true and loyal to the town that gave them birth
A Dublin man spends all his life making friends
With black porter each evening at eight
When they sound his death knell his last prayer is to dwell
By Saint James' pearly gate

Oh, Dublin you're my city
I'm proud to call you mine
Divided by the Liffey's greasy slime
No matter who I love and woo at home or over sea
My heart prefers those Dubliners like me

Dublin is to Dubliners a dear ould dirty town
It's getting dearer every year and hard to earn a pound
And as for the Liffey that gash through the city
It's thicker than treacle or chalk
It will soon be so grim that instead of a swim
They'll be holding the Liffey walk

Thugs and drugs and muggings are the order of the day
The headlines yell: "We've gone to hell it's time crime didn't pay"
The gangs and the police meet nightly on Foley Street
Bleeding their way through the news
It's become quite a scene the new show on our screen
Will be Sean McDermott Street blues

Oh, Dublin you're my city
I'm proud to call you mine
Divided by the Liffey's greasy slime
No matter who I love and woo at home or over sea
My heart prefers those Dubliners like me

Even though we've troubles we can always find a smile
A 'Dub' will wear a certain air I think you'd call it style
Those Guinness streaked faces from the Phoenix Park races
Cheer up the grey streets with their jibes
Though most landmarks are gone, the rich pagent lives on
And Molly Malone still survives

Oh, Dublin you're my city
I'm proud to call you mine
Divided by the Liffey's greasy slime
No matter who I love and woo at home or over sea
My heart prefers those Dubliners like me

Oh, Dublin you're my city
I'm proud to call you mine
Divided by the Liffey's greasy slime
No matter who I love and woo at home or over sea
My heart prefers those Dubliners like me

 

Reprises :

The Dubliners - 1987

 

 

Willie Mc Bride

 

Origine et première interprétation : 

 

également appelée No Man's land

mais plus connue sous le titre The Green Fields of France 

  Eric Bogle - I wrote this wee song - 1976

 

Well, how do you do, Private William McBride,
Do you mind if I sit down here by your graveside?
And rest for awhile in the warm summer sun,
I've been walking all day, and I'm nearly done.
And I see by your gravestone you were only 19
When you joined the glorious fallen in 1916,
Well, I hope you died quick and I hope you died clean
Or, Willie McBride, was it slow and obscene?

Did they Beat the drum slowly, did the play the pipes lowly?
Did the rifles fir o'er you as they lowered you down?
Did the bugles sound The Last Post in chorus?
Did the pipes play the Flowers of the Forest?

And did you leave a wife or a sweetheart behind
In some loyal heart is your memory enshrined?
And, though you died back in 1916,
To that loyal heart are you forever 19?
Or are you a stranger without even a name,
Forever enshrined behind some glass pane,
In an old photograph, torn and tattered and stained,
And fading to yellow in a brown leather frame?

The sun's shining down on these green fields of France;
The warm wind blows gently, and the red poppies dance.
The trenches have vanished long under the plow;
No gas and no barbed wire, no guns firing now.
But here in this graveyard that's still No Man's Land
The countless white crosses in mute witness stand
To man's blind indifference to his fellow man.
And a whole generation who were butchered and damned.

And I can't help but wonder, no Willie McBride,
Do all those who lie here know why they died?
Did you really believe them when they told you "The Cause?"
Did you really believe that this war would end wars?
Well the suffering, the sorrow, the glory, the shame
The killing, the dying, it was all done in vain,
For Willie McBride, it all happened again,
And again, and again, and again, and again.

 

Reprises :

 

Angelic Upstarts  - Power of the press - 1986 / Aryan / Asonance (tchèque) – Alisson Gross - 2000 / Attila the Stockbroker - 1987 / Bok, Muir & Trickett  - 1978 / Ceili's Muse - Circles of stone / Celtic ThunderTake Me Home - 2009 / Charlie Zahm - Festival Favorites / Chris Morgan / Clare Bowditch, Tim Rogers and Gotye - 2007 / Colin Grant-Adams / Colorado - 1981 / Dan O'Shea - The zoo and logical times - 2005Danny Doyle - Raised on songs and stories - 1980 / David Roe / Declan Hagerty / Doc Mustard / Dramtreeo Dramtreo / Diarmuid O'Leary and the BardsDropkick Murphys The Warrior's Code – 2005 / Eric Fish (allemand) / Fist Of Steel - The Power and the glory - 2005 Florian Hoffmann  / Franck Rennicke (allemand) / Gaelic Mist / Gavin Hayes / Glengarry Bhoys - Home again - 1999 / Hannes Wader (allemand) – 1980 / Iain MacKintosh Live in Glasgow - 1976 / Jake Burns - Drinkin' Again - 2006 / John Mc Dermott / John Schumann and The Vagabond CrewBehind the Lines - 2008 / June Tabor - Ashes and Diamonds - 1977 / Kevin McKrell / Klonakilty / Mossy Morane / Off Kilter Kick It!  -2005 / Orkney / Ossian Gillebert / Nosliw (allemand) - Mittendrin - 2004 / Peter, Paul and Mary Flowers and Stones - 1990 / Phil Coulter - Dreams of Ireland - 1989 / Pickers Corner (allemand) / Plethyn (gallois) / Priscilla HerdmanForgotten Dreams -1982 / Prussian BlueThe Path We Chose - 2005 / Reckless Elbow / Roisin Dubh / Ronan Tynan / Ryan's Fancy - Dance around this one - 1981 / Saga / Shilelagh Law  - Good Intentions - 2004 / Skrewdriver - After the fire - 1992 / Sons of Maxwell - 1996 / The Celtic Tenors - So strong / The Chieftains / The Clancy Brothers - Shanachie - 1980 / The Corries / The Dubliners / The Fureys - Alcoholidays - 1999 / The Men They Couldn't Hang  - Night of a 1000 candles - 1984 / The Merry Ploughboys - Live by the Liffey / The Pipetrackers / The Porters - A tribute to Arthur Guinness - 2001 / The Thornlie Boys / Tommy Fleming / Wanderer (allemand) / Wacholder (allemand)

 

 

Incendie 

 

Origine et première interprétation : 

 

Campfire in the dark, écrite par Paddy Houlahan

 

Me father rises early and he makes his cup of tay
He lights the kitchen stove and then he calls me
His days are often empty he's nothing much to do
So he sits and tells me stories of the traveling life he knew

In the evening they will meet in lonely country lanes
A field away he'd hear a collie bark
And they'd pass the time away with talk about the days
Standing round the campfire in the dark
Standing round the campfire in the dark

Me mother lights the house the hot water and the rooms
It's warm in the winter and she's handy with the broom
Sometimes she makes colcannon more often breedle bread
There's a hunger deep inside her for her traveling life that's dead

In the evening she would lift the black pot from the coals
A bitter Wedgie Arras would remark
There'd be vessels left to clean wild chickens could be seen
Playing round the campfire in the dark
Playing round the campfire in the dark

We go down to the pool halls to chat up the town B'yores
Sometimes at the discos we can't get pass the doors
We're still tinkers to them and it's thrown at our ears
We're still the awful strangers after all these years

And I think about my own life and the way it would be
A mess cart van a bit of dayling a wife and a family
Now Thursday I collect the dole Friday pitch and toss
Where on the sight I think about the traveler's ways we lost

And I wish that I would rise and wash the sleep out of my eyes
And listen to the sweet song of the lark
And I wish that could be in the campfire company
With the sound of horses moving in the dark
With the sound of horses moving in the dark
With the sound of horses moving in the dark

Reprises :

The Fureys - Winds of change - 1993

 

 

Molly Malone 

 

Origine et première interprétation : 

 

Morceau post-Traditionnel composé vers 1883 par James Yorkston

sous le titre"Cockles and Mussels"

Connu également comme "In Dublin's fair city"

In Dublin's fair city, where the girls are so pretty
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone
As she wheeled her wheelbarrow through streets broad and narrow
Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live O!

A-live a-live O! A-live a-live O!
Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live O!

She was a fishmonger and sure it was no wonder
For so were her father and mother before
And they both wheeled their barrows through streets broad and narrow
Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live O!

A-live a-live O! A-live a-live O!
Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live O!

She died of a fever and no one could save her
And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone
Now her ghost wheels her barrow through streets broad and narrow
Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live O!

A-live a-live O! A-live a-live O!
Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live O!
A-live a-live O! A-live a-live O!
Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live O!

 

Reprises :

 

An Cath Dubh - 2008 / Barney O'Shamrock / Barnbrack / Brush Shiels - Fields of Athenry / Burl Ives / Clancy Brothers and The Dubliners / Countdown Kids - Mommy and me / Ceili's Muse - Muse Secret / Damien Leith / David Jones and Bill Shute / Danny Carthy and Fiddlers Green / Drowsy Maggie / Dublin City Ramblers / Frank Harte / Glenn Curtain / Godecki (vers. polonaise) / Graham Clarke / Heino / Inishkea - Panpipes of Ireland / Jane Morgan - 1960 / Jerry Fielding - The wild bunch / Johnny Logan / Just Dan - Gig seeker - 2004 / Kindred - 2004 / Klang (vers. polonaise) / Maxine Sullivan - 1955 / Nyle Wolfe / One of the Girls - A streetcorner summer - 2005 / Ontuak / Paddy Schmidt / Peggy Lee / Rapalje (Hol) -  Into folk - 2001 / Roger McGuinn / Roly Daniels / Sinead O'Connor -  Sean Nos Nua - 2002 / Skully - Irish Makeover - 2008Sky Lark - Celtic Flame - 2003 / The Blarney Lads / The Dublin City Ramblers -  The craic and the porter black / The Dubliners / The Irish Rovers / The LimetownersThe Racoons - Ticket to Dublin - 2002 / The Sandsacks - Rebels and rovers - 2009 / U2 - Live in Denver

 

 

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