The Complete Keyboard Player -Irish

Arranged tor all electronic keyboards by Kenneth Bak et.

OMPLETE KEYBOARD PLAYEF

A superb compilation of seventeen popular songs from Ireland

arranged tor all electronic keyboards by Kenneth Baker.

c ludes suggested registrations, flngerlng and Iyrlcs, plus chord symbols and charts.

VELVET BAND

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The Black Velvet Band 6

Cockles And Musseis 10

Danny Boy (Londonderry Air) 34

Forty Shades Of Green 24

GalwayBay 8

1'11 Take You Horne Again Kathleen 30

IrishEyes 4

The lrish Rover 12

MacNarnara's Band 36

The Mountains OfMourne 14

Peg O' My Heart 32

PhilThe Fluter 28

The Spinning Wheel 22

The Town I Loved So We1116

When Irish Eyes Are Smiling 26

Whistling Gypsy (The Gypsy Rover) 18

The Wild Colonial Boy 20

Chord Charts 39.40

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IRISH EYES Words & Music by Hank Locklin and George Carroll © Copyright 1974 Sawgrass Music Publishing Incorporated, USA. Acuff-Rose Music Limited, 25 James Street, Londen Wl. All Rights Reserved. International Copyright Secured.

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Verse 2: To stroll again Antrim's GIens and see the waterfall; To sleep beneath the mystic hills in dear old Donegal. Or walk the shores of Eireann and hear the seagulls cry, But most of all to look into your lovely Irish eyes.

Verse 3: To hear again those Shandon bells ringing heavenly, Beside the laughing waters of the lovely Lee. Or listen to the ocean and the wind that sighs, But most of all to see again your smiling Irish eyes.

Verse 4: In dr~s I see your angel face that aches my lonely heart; The memory when I told you we would have to part. I can't forget that moming when we said goodbye; I can't forget those teardrops in your lrish eyes. I love you and I need you, my lovely Irish eyes.

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THE BLACK VELVET BAND Traditional © Copyright 1999 Dorsey Brothers Music Limited, 8/9 Frith Street. London Wl.

All Rights Reserved. International Copyright Seeured.

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With a-plenty of bright antusement to see the days go round;

Till misfortune and trouble came over me, which caused me to stray from my land,

Far away from my friends and relations, to follow the Black Velvet Band.

Verse 3: Before the judge and the jury the both of us had to appear,

And a gentleman swore to the jewellery - the case against us was clear,

For seven years transportation right unto Van Dieman's Land,

Far away from my friends and relations, to follow her Black Velvet Band.

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Verse 4: Oh all you brave young Irish lads, a warning take by me,

Beware of the pretty young damsels that are knocking around in Tralee;

They'll treat you to whiskey and porter, until you're unable to stand,

And before you have time for to leave them, you are ooto Van Dieman's Land.

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GALWAY BAY Words & Music by Dr. Arthur Colahan © Copyright 1947 by Box & Cox Publications Limited.

Published by permission of McCullough Pigott Limited, 11/13 Suffo1k Street, Dublin, Eire.

All Rights Reserved. International Copyright Secured.

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Verse 4: For the strangers came and tried to teach us their way, They scorned us just for being what we are. But they might as weH go chasing after moonbeams, Or light a penny candle from astar.

l-erse 5: An~ if there' s going to be a life hereafter, And somehow I am sure there's going to be, I will ask my God to let me make my heaven In that dear land across the Irish Sea.

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COCKLES AND MUSSELS

Traditional © Copyright 1999 Dorsey Brothers Music Limited, 8/9 Prith Street, London WJ. All Rights Reserved. International Copyright Secured.

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THE IRISH ROVER Traditiopal © Copyright 1999 Dorsey Brothers Music Limited, 8/9 Frith Street, London Wl.


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Verse 2: There was Barney Magee, from the banks of the Lee,

There was Hogan, from County Tyrone;

There was Johnny McGurk, who was scared stiff of work,

And a chap from Westmeath named Malone.

There was Slugger O'Toole, who was drunk as a role,

And fighting Bill Tracy from Dover.

And your man Mick McCann from the banks of the Bann

Was the skipper on the Irish Rover.

Verse 3: We had one million bags of the best Sligo rags,

We had two million barrels of bone;

We had three millio.n bales of old nanny goats' tails,

We had four million barrels of stone.

We had five million hogs and six million dogs,

And seven million barrels of porter;

We had eight million sides of old blind horses' hides

In the hold of the lrish Rover.

Verse 4: We had sailed seven years when the measles broke out,

And oUr ship lost her way in a fog.

And the\,whole of the crew was reduced down to two,

''!Was myself and the captain's old dog.

Then the ship struck a rock, 0 Lord, what a shock,

And nearly tumbled over;

Tumed nine times around, then the poor old dog was drowned.

I'm the last of the Irish Rover.

13

THEMOUNTAINS OF MOURNE

Words & Music by Percy French & Houston Collisson © Copyright 1999 Dorsey Brothers Music Limited, 8/9 Frith Street, London WL All Rights Reserved, International Copyright Secured,

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As to how the fine ladies in London were dressed,

WeIl if you'll believe me, when asked to a ball,

Faith, they don't wear a top to their dresses at all.

Oh, I've seen them meself, and you could not, in thrath,

Say if they were bound for a ball or a bath.

Don't be startin' them fashions now, Mary Macree,

Where the mountains o'Mourne sweep down to the sea.

Verse 3: I've seen England's King from the top of a bus,

1 never knew him, tho' he means to know us.

And tho' by the Saxon we once were oppressed,

Still 1 cheered (God forgive me), 1 cheered with the rest.

And now that he's visited Erin's green shore,

We'll be much better friends than we've been heretofore,

When we've got all we want we're as quiet as can be

Where the mountains o'Moume sweep down to the sea.

Verse 4: You remember young Peter O'Loughlin, of course?

WeIl now he is here at the head 0' the force.

1 met him today, 1 was crossin' The Strand,

And he stopped the whole street wid wan wave of his hand.

And t4ere we stood talking of days that are gone,

While the whole population of London looked on.

But for llJI these great powers he's wishful, like me,

To be back where dark Mourne sweeps down to the sea.

Verse 5: There's beautiful girls here, oh, ni ver mind.

Wid beautiful shapes nature niver designed.

And lovely complexions all roses and crame,

But O'Loughlin remarked wid regard to the same.

"That if those roses you venture to sip,

The colours might al1 come away on your Hp."

So 1'11 wait for the wild rose that's waitin' for me,

Where the mountains of Mourne sweep down to the sea.

IS

THE TOWN I LOVED SO WELL Words & Music by Phil Coulter © Copyright 1980 Four Seasons Music Limited, Killarney House, Killarney Road,

Bray, Co, Wicklow, IrelandlPhil Coulter,

All Rights Reserved, International Copyright Secured,

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Called women from Creggan, the Moor, and the Bog.

While the men on the dole played a mother's role:

Fed the ehildren and then walked the dog.

And when times got tough there was just about enough,

And they saw it through without eomplaining.

For deep inside was a burning pride

In the town I loved so weIl.

Verse 4: But when I've returned how my eyes have burned To see how a town eould be brought to its knees By the armoured ears and the bombed-out bars, And the gas that hangs on to every breeze. Now the army's instalIed by that old gas yard wall, And darnned barbed wire gets higher and higher, With their tanks and their guns, oh my God, what have they done To the town I loved so weIl?

Verse 3: There was musie there in the Derry air, \ Like a language that we aIl eould understand.

I remember the day that I earned my first pay,

When I played in a small pick-up band.

There I spent my youth, and to tell you the truth,

I was sad to leave it all behind me,

For I'd learned about life, and I'd found a wife,

In the town I loved so weIl.

Verse 5: Now the musie's gone, but they earry on, For their spirit's bruised, never broken. They will not forget, but their hearts are set On tomorrow, and peaee onee again. For what's done is done, and what's won is won, And what's lost is lost and gone forever, I ean only pray for a bright brand new day, In the town I love so well.

17

WHISTLING GYPSY (THE GYPSY ROVER) Words & Music by Leo Maguire © Copyright 1951 Waltons Musical Instrument Galleries Ltd, 2-5 North Frederick Street. Dublin I, Ireland. All Rights Reserved. International Copyright Secured.

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She left her fair young lover;

She left her servants and her state,

To follow the gypsy rover.

Verse 3: Her father saddled up his fastest steed,

He ranged the valleys over;

He sought his daughter at great speed,

And the whistling gypsy rover.

Verse 4: He came at last to a mansion fine,

Down by the river Clady;

And there was music and there was wine,

For the gypsy and his lady.

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But lord of these lands all over;

I'm going to stay 'til my dying day

With my whistling gypsy rover."

19

THE WILD COLONIAL BOY Traditional. Arranged by Joseph M. Crofts , © Copyright 1950 Waltons Musical Instrument Galleries Ltd, 2-5 North Frederick Street, Dublin I, lreland. All Rights Reserve
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~r

10

boy, great,

nial was

Jack

JJ

Jack or

mp

[I] 7

~

I sJ

ITJ J I J.

aß

IJ

Dug swing

gan ing

was

a

his Ca

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and the

reared boys

in in

Ire all

tle ly

maine.

dawn.

called to

Cas ear \

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cresc.

20

name.--_ _ _ _ _ __

man.--_ _ _ _ _ __

land, their

in pranks,

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He-

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I

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IJ co co

I,A

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10 10

nial nial

m

love lack

(FINE)

Isr boy. boy.

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(stop rhythm last time)

f

JJ

1 IJ

the the

to piano, flute, accordion, etc.

4(jJ 2. At

3. At the

mp

Verse 3:

Verse 6:

At the early age of sixteen years He left his native horne, And to Australia's sunny land He was inc1ined to roam. He robbed the rich, and he helped the poor, He stabbed lames MacEvoy; A terror to Australia was The wild colonial boy.

One moming on the Prairie wild

lack Duggan rode along,

While listening to the mocking bird,

Singing a cheerful song.

Out jumped three troopers, fierce and grim,

Kelly, Davis and Fitzroy;

They all set out to capture him,

The wild colonial boy.

Verse 4:

Verse 7:

For two more years this daring youth Ran on his wild career; With a head that knew no d/Ulger, And a heart that knew no fear. He robbed outright the wealthy squires, And their arms he did destroy; And woe to all who
"Surrender now, lack Duggan, come!

You see there' s three to one!

Surrender in the Queen's name, sir!

You, are a plundering son!"

lack drew two pistols from his side,

And glared upon Fitzroy,

"1'11 fight, but not surrender!" cried


\ Verse 5:

Verse 8:

He loved the Prairie and the Bush Where rangers rode along; With his gun stuck in its holster deep, He sang a merry song. But if a foe once crossed bis track, And sought bim to destroy, He'd get sharp shootin' sure from lack, The wild colonial boy.

He fired a shot at Kelly,

Which brought him to the ground;

He frred point blank at Davis, too,

Who fell dead at the sound.

But abullet pierced his brave young heart,

From the pistol of Fitzroy;

And that was how they captured him,


:11

THE SPINNING WHEEL Words & Music by John Prands Waller & Delia Murphy © Copyright 1950 Waltons Musical Instrument Galleries LId, 2-5 North Frederick Street, Dublin I, lreland,

All Rights Reserved, International Copyright Secured.

Voice: harp Rhythm: 6/8 ballad Tempo: slow 0.=54)

INSTRUMENTAL

~7

~7

[!]

@ä 011:'[ 'r:I E rJ 1'[ 'E ~

E'r:I

1E Li E Ei

'lI!f G

~7

VERSES

J

j

1. Mel - low

J I 'e 'C J

J

the moon - light

to

shine is

j ]

j

be - gin - ning,

mp

[!]

-r-,J .w. c10se by

j j J. j l,i,J J B ~ the win - dow

young Ei - leen

is spin-ning.

~7

[!]

C

@ä SE

r J•

~E

j J----f/I

grand - mo - ther sit - ting, is

jJ

.J.

jJ

Mer - ri -ly, cheer - i -ly,

'lI!f 22

4[

J•

f* ,.j

Bent

o'er the fire,

~

J I Zt

croon - ing, and moan - ing, and

•

J

J

f*

her blind

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~7

r 3~'

F irr

4['

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7.

drow - si - ly knit-ting.

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CHORUS

@ä .J.

1

1

I.J .3 :J '0 noi - si - ly whir - ring.

~

4J. Swings

Q

J II zj J pa

the wheel, spins

the wheel,

11

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r J• C2J -

[!]

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j

S(jJ

while the foot's

'f

stir - ring.

I 4f

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r 2[

r

•

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air -

'f

ly ring-ing,

(FINE)

[!]

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4[ sounds

J•

r

the sweet

[!]

~7

J.

j

voice

of

J the

t

young

E mai

-

~ den

J: J sing

Verse 2: "Eileen, a chara*, I hear someone tapping,"

'''Tis the ivy, dear mother, against the glass flapping."

"Eily, I surely hear somebody sighing,"

"'Tis the sound, mother dear, of the autumn winds dying."

Merrily, cheerily, noisily whirring (etc.)

-

ing.

to flute, c1arinet, accordion, violin, harp to finish

'f

:11

r

(stop rhythm last time)

Verse 3: "What' s that noise that I hear at the window I wonder?" "'Tis the little birds chirping the holly-bush under." "What makes you be pushing and moving your stool on?" "And singing all wrong that old song of Coolin?" Merrily, cheerily, noisily whirring (etc.)

Verse 4: There's a form at the casement, the form of her true love,

And he whispers with face bent, "I'm waiting for you, love.

"Get up on the stool, through the lattice step lightly,

"And we'll rove in the grove while the moon's shining brightly."

Merrily, cheerily, noisily whirring (etc.)

Verse 5: The maid shakes her head; on her lips lays her fingers,

Steals up from the seat, longs to go and yet lingers.

A frightened glance turns to her drowsy grandmother,

Puts one foot on the stool, spins the wheel with the other.

Merrily, cheerily, noisily whirring (etc.) -\

\

Verse 6: Lazily, easily, swings now the wheel round,

Slowly and lowly is heard now the reel's sound.

Noiseless and light to the lattice above her,

The maid steps, then leaps to the arms of her lover.

Slower, and slower, and slower the wheel swings.

Lower, and lower, and lower the reel rings.

Ere the reel and the wheel stopped their spinning and moving,

Through the grove the young lovers by moonlight are roving.

* pronounced KAURA

23

FORTY SHADES OF GREEN

Words & Music by Johnny Cash © Copyright 1961 by Southwind Music Incorpora!ed, USA.

Carlin Music Corporation, Iron Bridge House, 3 Bridge Approach, London NWI for the United Kingdom,

British Commonwealth (excluding Canada and Australasia), Israel and the Republic of Ireland.


Voice: guitar Rhythm: swing TemPo: fairly fast 0=144)

VERSES

1.1

elose (2.) wish

-

my eyes and that I could

pic ture spend an hour

the at

em - 'raId Dub - Hn's

of the chur-ning

mp

[!]7

~

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j

sea, surf.

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r' fish love

ing boats to watch

I zJ

tU at the

of and

Dun spade

J

3J

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to the drain the

[I]

I To

dee. turf.

a the

J

Din - gle, farm - er

[!]7

~7

shores bogs,

D 3r

[I]

ri the a - gain

miss see

ver the

mp

mf

[!1

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and .of

the the

folks straw

at the

Skib - ber wo - men

een. glean.

The I'd

\

0 7

[I] moor - land, walk from

and Cork

the to

mid - lands, Liam to

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mf 24

shades shades

of of

CHORUS

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J

11

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green. ( green.

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J sr

IJ.

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ry

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of

all

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a

girl

in

her

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as

J

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1

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of

1

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07

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~~

mp

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p

all

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J

r

JJ.

2)

soft

as

ei

der

1

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want

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see

and

sr

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the

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where the

breeze

is

sweet

p .cl J 1

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07

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14

of

green.

14

2. I mp

green.

I

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stop rhythm

25

WHEN IRISH EYES ARE SMILING Words by George Graff & Chauncey Olcott. Music by Emest Ball © Copyright 1912 M. Witmark & Sons, USA. B. Feldman & Company Limited. 127 Charing Cross Roed, London WC2 (75%) & Redwood Music Limited. Iron Bridge House. 3 Bridge Approach, London NW1 (25%). All Rights Reserved. International Copyright Secured.

Voice: trumpet Rhythm: waltz

Tempo:

medium 0=100)

[EJ7

When mp

eyes

rish

I

are

F

smi

,~

sr mom

[!] ,~ 4r lilt

sure,

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it's .

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a

0

r

r"

in

spring.

Ir

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0

r

Ir

of

I

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r

r

rish

laugh

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Ir ter,

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26

[!]7

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hear

the

an

gels

J the

~

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,

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LW

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sing.

sr

0

l,d

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I

When

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hearts

hap

are

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py,------

the

0

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world

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r

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and

1

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to brass ensemble

And

when

I

rish

mJ'

0

~~

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r'

1

r

1

,

eyes

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7

7

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Ir they

1

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,

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stoprhythm

11

PHIL THE FLUTER Words & Music by Percy French © Copyright 1999 Dorsey Brothers Music Limited, 8/9 Frith Slreet, London Wl.

All Rights Reserved, International Copyright Secured.

Voice: flute

Rhytbm: swing

Tempo: medium 0=112)

* *

[I]

VERSES

~ .Xi ll: J. j J. jSt' 1. Have you

heard

of Phil

• J

r-

the Flu - ter, of

~

.J

I 3J. j J. j 'D

the

"1

---...;

of Bal - ly-muek?

town

3i JI The-

mf

F' [I.J

times were go - ing hard with hirn, in

fact, the man was bruk',

r lJ I T ; F' t .f J .J

when wri - tin' out he was

eare - ful to

[!]7 ~

;t- ~.

va - niant to

f" IJ the door,

jT ~

.J ,-}l 'I,PO r J. JJ so he

r; I

just sent out a no - tiee to his

a ball.

And

~

[!]

~7

j j.

a s - how he' d like their eom·pa·ny that eve - ning at

neigh - bours one and all,

~ 'E LI

[I]

[!]7

IJ. J J. j'[ I

*r

[I]

[!J

sug-gest to them:

[I]

[!]

f'~

Ir !

IJ

if they found a hat of bis eon

~

[I]

)1

sr [-4ftu Ir; F';.l

the

more they put

"1\

when - e - ver he

.9J

re - ques - ted them, "The

CHORUS

[!] 7 add violin bet ter would the mu - sie be 28

for

bat - ther-in' the floor." With the

f

[I] toot of

the flute, and the

[!]7 twid die of the fid - die, 0,

hop - ping in the mid - die, like

~,J J 'EJ Up down, hands

[!]

her - rin' on

J J. j.p ~ '~~ I 'E'

F

a - rown' ,

[!]7

[!]

eross - ing to

Oh! __

the wall.

a grid - die, 0,

07 ~

[!]

[!]

1.2.3.

a

!

r jf,J. H. iJl

had - n't we the gai - e- ty

at

4.

[!]

cut violin

I

r

Phil

the Flu - ter's Ball!

2. There

I

was

Phil

r

l1li

the Flu

-

ter's Ball!

I!if

stop rhythm

Verse 2:

There was Misther Denis Dogherty, who kept "The Runnin' Dog";

There was litde erooked Paddy from the Tiraloughett bog.

There were boys from ev'ry Barony, and girls from ev'ry "art",

And the beautiful Miss Bradys in a private ass an' eart.

And along with them eame bouncing Mrs Cafferty,

Little Miekey Mulligan was also to the fore.

Rose, Suzanne, and Margaret O'Rafferty,

The flow'r of Adrumgullion and the Pride of Pethravore.

With the toot of the flute, (etc.)

Verse 3:

First Httle Micky Mulligan got up to show them how,

And then the widow Cafferty steps out and makes her bow.

"I eould dance you off your legs," sez she, "As sure as you were born

"If you'll only make the piper play: 'The Rare Is In The Corn.'"

So Phil plays up to the best of his ability,

The lady and gentleman begin to do their share,

While young Mick was a 'prancing with agility,

Deerepit Mrs Cafferty was leapin' like a hare!

With the toot of the flute, (etc.)

Verse 4:

Then Phil the fluter tipped a wink to little crooked Pat,

"I think it's nearly time," sez he, "For passin' round the hat."

So Paddy did the neeessary, looking mighty eute, sez

"Ye've got to pay the piper when he toothers on the flute."

Then all joined in wid the greatest joviality,

Covering the Buckle and the Shuffle and the Trent.

Jigs were daneed, of the very finest quality,

The widow found a husband, and the fluter found the rentl

With the toot ofthe flute, (etc.)

29

I'LL TAKE YOU HOME AGAIN KATHLEEN

Words & Music by Thomas P. Westendorf © Copyright 1999 Dorsey Brothers Music Limited, 8/9 Frith Street, London WI.


Voice: violin solo

Rhythm: 8 beat

Tempo: fairly slow (J=72)

VERSES

-p e IJ 1. 1'11

JJ

d

J

you you

horne love

a rne,

...

zJ

11:

take (2.) know

ITJ

@]7

ITJ

J -

I 4r

MJ

gain, Kath Kath - leen,

-

*

leen; dear.

4J a Your

mf

t&

~

J cross heart

ITJ

@]7

l zlJ the was

0

e

J J cean ver

wild fond

J I(q)J and and

wide. true.

*

IJ To I

ITJ where al

your ways

heart feel

e you

ver are

@]7

@]

~&

has when

been, near,

@]

IJ.

4p

sJ

first life

you holds

were rny no - thing,

MJ

J J I 4r bon dear,

ny but

bride. you.

ro smiles

30

The The

ITJ

@]7

ses that

r *

mp

'\

~

Since that

all once

have you

left gave

your to

cheek; rne,

I've I

[!]7

watch'd scarce

them ly

fade

voice ma

is ny,

sad ma

a ver

e

when ny

way see

and them

die. now;

Your tho'

e'er - times

you 1

speak, see

and a

[!]7

[!]

*~

J J

JJ.

l

tears dark

be 'ning

- dim sha

[!]7

[!]

your dow

J

violin to string ensemble

hJ - ving

10 on

r

1

eyes. brow.

your

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IJ

11

Oh,

CHORUS

0

0

[!]7

1

you

take

will

Kath

back,

leen,

to

f

~

~

J.

l z#J

where

~

the

J

will

find

J

fields

fresh

are

(q)rJ

no

and

1.0

pain.

And

[!]

1

green,

to solo violin

SF

*

2.

will

0

I

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I

you

1

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take

3

07

0 t..l

heart

your

when

11

0

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to

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31

PEG 0' MY HEART

1 i

Words & Music by Bryan & Fisher © Copyright 1933 EMI Catalogue Partnershlp & EMI Robbins Catalog Incorporated, USA.

Worldwide print rights controlled by Warner Bros. PubllcationsllMP Limited (50%)/

Redwood Music Limited, lron Bridge House, 3 Bridge Approach, London NWI (50%).


Voice:

guitar

Rhythm: swing

~ 1

~7

23 J E J

J.

Peg

0'

2

my heart,-

I

1

love you,

.ijt J cl don't

l

2J

let us part,-

mf

~

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>

5r'

j

I

r

lW

[I] 7

I J ~ J J> ~W

love you.

I

al-ways knew_

~

~

*

it

J J> /W

would be you,__

*

~

[I] 7

tFl 11 t .J. j J. ] I .J ,#3,J· J4 since I heard your lilt-ing laugh-ter, it's

J ~

l~J ,~w. ,11 ,1 ,j J J=d

your 1- rish heart I'm af - ter.

f

Peg

0'

my heart,

mf ~7

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F

j

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your

lJ

J zJ I lq1

4J.

glan - ces

~

J!J

Come, be my own,-

make

J J>
my heart say,--

>

j

sr'

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"How's

chan - ces?"

[I] 7

J

guitar to piano

J

come, make your home--

in my heart.--

f

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my heart,-

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mp

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we'll

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ne-ver part,-

5F' I

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Dear

lit - tle girl,_

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J J J J. ,J ~ I '[ 'f-li J. j ~.] I J "J ,J, j 4 sweet lit-tle girl,- = =..

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sweet - er than the Rose of E - rin, are your win-ning smiles en - dear - in'.

f

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Peg

0'

my heart,_

your

glan - ces

with

I - rish art,-

mp

en - trance us,

come, be my own,_ cresc.

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come make your home_

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stoprhythm

33

DANNY BOY (LONDONDERRY AIR)

Traditional Irish Melody. Words by Fred E. Weatherly © Copyright 1999 Dorsey Brothers Music Limited. 819 Frith Street, London WL

AU Rights Reserved. International Copyright Secured.

Voice: flute Rhythm: 8 beat Tempo: medium 0=88)

N.C.

1.0h,

Boy, (2.)come,

Dan - ny

P

ing, ing,

call dy

from if

pipes,

the and

gIen I

the I

gone, find

and the

all place

The You'll

the where

are are

and as

[I] 7

side. be.

moun - tain may weIl

pipes flowers

gIen, dead,

10 am

~7

down dead

the the

an

ro I

sum - mer's come and

ing, ing,

fall ly

ses am

[I] 7 it's and

34

you, kneel

it's and

you say

must an

go A

and ve

I there

must for

bide. me.

But And

come 1

you shall

back hear,

when tho'

mf

, sr

[!]

[!]7

CE]

r

sum - mer's you soft

r

r

in tread

the a

I

3rzr

Ir dow, me,

mea bove

[!]

~

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val grave

or and

and

white sweet

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when all

the my

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with

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mp

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me.

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1

- ny shall

sr

I 'r Boy, sleep

oh, in

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stoprhythm

35

MacNAMARA'S BAND Words by John J. Stamford. Music by Shamus O'Connor © Copyright 1917 Bdwin Ashdown Limited. 8/9 Frith Street. London Wl.


Voice: clarinet

Rhythm: march 6/8 (or swing)

Tempo: medium 0.=108)

,I

VERSES

@] M Hj~ 11: 1. My

sJ P J P I J P J

)J

- na -

the

name

is

Mac

ma

-

ra,

rm

IJ P J l I lea - der

of

the

mp

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J

12.

I sr

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band,

we're small

07

t

1!l7

l 13

best

in

all

p I 4r

p r

tho'

and

l j

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ic

l

)1

the

land!

"t

,

in

num

duc

,36

P J

J -

tor,

and

i~:

I JJ

Oh!

I

>

P J -

of

1!l7 ic

4r

p

r

all

the

best

mu

si

the

am

the

kg

con

ten

have

to

J) ~

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play

with

1!l7

I sr -

p J

l I 12.

@] )1

we're

ber,

mp

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-

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f

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r

p

p 1J -

cian - ers

2} I lU you've

heard

ic

5p a

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bout

to

[!]

,- .J5

BRIDGE

to accordion

Y

'I

day.

.. 41)

IJ When

11

the

.n ;

5; drums

go

.n I J J ;

bang,

P

cym - bals clang,

the

the

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Verse 2: Whenever an election's on we play on either side,

The way'We play our fine ould airs fiUs Irish hearts with pride.

Oh! if poor Tom Moore was living now, he'd make yez understand

That none could do hitnjustice like ould "Macnamara's Band".

When the ~ms go bang, (etc. continuing into CHORUS)

Verse 3: We play at wakes and weddings, and at every county ball,

And at any great man's funeral we play the "Dead March In Saui".

When the Prince of Wales to Ireland came, he shook me by the hand,

And said he'd never heard the like of "Macnamara's Band".

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