Blackwater - Live at 10

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Recorded live at Godfrey Daniels in Bethlehem, PA on St. Patrick's Day 2007 to celebrate Blackwater's 10th Anniversary. A great mix of band favourites and fan requests.

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released September 1, 2007

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Track Name: Rising of the Moon
Oh then tell me Sean O'Farrell
tell me why you hurry so
Husha buachaill hush and listen
and his cheeks were all a glow
I bare orders from the captain
get you ready quick and soon
For the pikes must be together
by the rising of the moon

By the rising of the moon, by the rising of the moon
For the pikes must be together
by the rising of the moon

Oh then tell me Sean O'Farrell
where the gathering is to be
At the old spot by the river
quite well known to you and me
One more word for signal token
whistle up the marchin' tune
With your pike upon your shoulder
by the rising of the moon

By the rising of the moon, by the rising of the moon
With your pike upon your shoulder
by the rising of the moon

Out of many a mud wall cabin
eyes were watching through the night
Many a manly heart was beating
for the coming morning light
Murmurs rang along the valleys
like the bean-sidhe's lonesome croon
And a thousand pikes were flashing
by the rising of the moon

By the rising of the moon, by the rising of the moon
And a thousand pikes were flashing
by the rising of the moon

All along that singing river
that black mass of men was seen
Far above their shining weapons
hung their own beloved green
Death to every foe and traitor!
Whistle up the marching tune
And hurrah, me boys, for freedom,
'tis the rising of the moon

'Tis the rising of the moon, 'tis the rising of the moon
And hurrah, me boys, for freedom,
'tis the rising of the moon
Track Name: Kincardine Lads
Come, a' ye Kincardine lads
And tak a dram wi' me
We'll ging doon tae Sandy's still
And tak the barley bree

Wi' a hi dum a doo dum a daddy o
Hi dum a doo dum a daddy o
Hi dum a doo dum a daddy o
Hi dum a doo dum a daddy o

Sandy rade his auld gray mare
He rade tae break o' day
Sayin', "Laddie, laddie, gyan yersel'
The gaugers are on their way"

The gaugers, they cam tae the hoose
They went richt up the stair
They searched the room, a' richt aroon
But they fund nae bottles there

They pu'd the blankets aff the bed
They threw them on the flair
Maggie, she cam runnin' ben
Sayin', "Ye beggars, get oot the door"

Sandy Callum made the still
He made it tae a plan
So it would stand away oot there
And mak the doubles strang

Come, a' ye Kincardine lads
And tak a dram wi' me
We'll ging doon tae Sandy's still
And tak the barley bree
Track Name: Thirteen Years
I awoke one morn in the month of May
To leave I’d made my mind.
I’d dreamt of places far away,
Where I knew they’d like my kind.
My mother wept the sweetest tears,
While thinking back on me.
I was only thirteen years and going so far away.

So I stole away to the hiring fair,
That’s held in Strabane town.
It’s friends and comfort you’ll find there,
They come from miles around.
The journey there was long and hard,
But my heart was light and gay
I was only thirteen years, and going so far away.

And standing on that market place,
Great fear came over me.
A farmer’s wench on me she smiled
My face she liked said she
Her father he’d have work right near
Two shillings six pence a day
I was only thirteen years and going so far away.

Her love for me it being warm,
She bad me slip away.
She took me by the lily white hand,
And ne’er a word did say.
I’d be comforted and have no fears
With a place that I could stay
She being all of eighteen years, and I so far away.

The farmer’s wench right sorrowful,
For I rather would stay poor
To meet a wench and be made a fool
Is a thing I ne’er would do
So I bade farewell and I shed no tears
And I left that very day
For a man of only thirteen years, I’ll go no more away.
Track Name: The Orchard
When I was nine in harvest time I crossed the orchard wall.
The moon was bright the apples ripe upon the ground did fall.
We filled our sacks then we made our way back more adventure soon to find.
In an orchard ‘neath the Comeraghs in those sweet Dungarvan times.

I crossed that orchard wood again when I was just thirteen.
It was I think to be my first drink of cider and poitin.
I remember well it tasted like hell, and I hoped the pain would end soon
In an orchard ‘neath the Comeraghs in that sweet Dungarvan moon.

When I was nineteen years of age I crossed the wall with pride
My Annie fair with the nut-brown hair she was walking by my side
Our clothes came off, we tumbled and we tossed, all innocence it was gone
In an orchard ‘neath the Comeraghs in that sweet Dungarvan dawn

When I was twenty-one years old I married my Annie there
The apple blossoms in the trees they were better in her hair
And when the day over there was a drunk for every tree
In an orchard ‘neath the Comeraghs by those sweet Dungarvan seas.

Now I’m forty-five and I am much alive children I have four
Three girls and one fine strapping son and I have hopes for more
I’ll teach them of what lies ahead I have plenty to tell still
In an orchard ‘neath the Comeraghs in those sweet Dungarvan hills.

Now I’m ninety-one my days are near done my Annie has long since gone
Our days they were good, and well they should, but it’s time that I passed on
And when I die I want to lie beneath those whispering trees
In that orchard ‘neath the Comeraghs in the sweet Dungarvan breeze.


And when I die I want to lie in the air, land and foam
In an orchard ‘neath the Comeraghs by my sweet Dungarvan home.
Track Name: False Fly
Oh where are you going
Said the false false fly
to the lovely little child on the road
I am going to me school
said the lovely little child
she was only but seven years old.

What have you in your bag
Said the false false fly
To the lovely little child on the road
Me bread and me books
Said the lovely little child
She was only but seven years old.

Oh will you come along with me
Said the false false fly
To the lovely little child on the road
I won't come along with you
Said the lovely little child
She was only but seven years old

I will give you a ball
Said the false false fly
To the lovely little child on the road
Ah then you'd be lord of all
Said the lovely little child
She was only but seven years old

What is rounder than a wheel
Said the false false fly
To the lovely little child on the road
The earth is rounder than a wheel
Said the lovely little child
She was only but seven years old.

What is higher than the sky
Said the false false fly
to the lovely little child on the road
Heaven is high than the sky
Said the lovely little child
She was only but seven years old.

What is deeper than the sea
Said the false false fly
to the lovely little child on the road
Hell is deeper than the sea
said the lovely little child
She was only but seven years old

Then he went on in flames
did the false false fly
with the lovely little child on the road
Twas the devil in disguise
Said the lovely little child
She was only but seven years old.
Track Name: Heave Away, Haul Away!
Oh Heave Away Haul Away, Heave Away Haul Away Me Boys
Heave Away Haul Away, Heave Away Haul Away Once More

For 43 Years I sailed the open sea
In a barque built by my father way back in ‘33
Now the steamers have the trade but they’ll never have her line
And the time has come to bid farewell and sail her one last time

So let’s heave away again me boys and we’ll get the nets on board
And we’ll haul her around put her four square to the wind
And we’ll make the long run home me boys we’ll make the long run home

For a sailors life you see is a life upon the foam
With your nights spent in a swinging bunk a thousand miles from home
And my sons they are all bankers and they will not go to sea
So two hundred years of fishing lads ends the line with me
Track Name: I Know My Love
I know my love by his way of walking
And I know my love by his way of talking
And I know my love dressed in a suit of blue
And if my love leaves me what will I do...

And still she cried, "I love him the best
And a troubled mind sure can know no rest"
And still she cried, "Bonny boys are few
And if my love leaves me what will I do"

There is a dance house in Maradyke
And there my true love goes every night
He takes a strange girl upon his knee
Well now don't you think that that vexes me?

And still she cried, "I love him the best
And a troubled mind sure can know no rest"
And still she cried, "Bonny boys are few
And if my love leaves me what will I do"

If my love knew I can wash and wring
If my love knew I can sew and spin
I'd make a coat of the finest kind
[. From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/c/corrs-lyrics/i-know-my-love-lyrics.html .]
But the want of money sure leaves me behind

And still she cried, "I love him the best
And a troubled mind sure can know no rest"
And still she cried, "Bonny boys are few
And if my love leaves me what will I do"

I know my love is an arrant rover
I know he'll wander the wild world over
In dear old Ireland he'll no longer tarry
An American girl he's sure to marry

And still she cried, "I love him the best
And a troubled mind sure can know no rest"
And still she cried, "Bonny boys are few
And if my love leaves me what will I do"

And still she cried, "I love him the best
And a troubled mind sure can know no rest"
And still she cried, "Bonny boys are few
And if my love leaves me what will I do"

What will I do...
Track Name: The Craic Was 90 in the Isle of Man
Well weren't we the rare oul stock
Spent the evening gettin' locked
Down the Ace o' Hearts
Where the high stools were engaging
Over the butt bridge, down by the dock,
The boat she sails at five o'clock.
"Hurry lads now", says Whack
"Or before we're there sure we'll all be back
Lads carry him if you can"
Oh the Craic Was Ninety in the Isle of Man.

Before we reached the Alexander Base
The ding dong we did surely raise
In the bar of the ship we had great sport
As the boat she sailed out of the port
Landed up in the Douglas Head
Enquiring for a vacant bed
To the dining room we soon got shown
By a decent woman from up the road
"Lads, eat it if ye can"
Oh the Craic Was Ninety in the Isle of Man.

Next morning we went for a ramble round
To see the sights of Douglas Town
Then we went for a mighty seisiun
In a pub they call Dick Darby’s.
All but drunk by half past three
To sober up we went swimmin' in the sea
Back to the digs for the spruce up
And while waitin' for the Judies
We all drew up our plan.
Oh the Craic Was Ninety in the Isle of Man.

That night we went to the Texas bar,
We came back down by horse and car
Met big Jim and all went in
for to drink some wine in Yates’
The Liverpool girls it was said
Were all to be found in the Douglas Head.
McShane was there in a tie and shirt.
and them foreign girls he was tryin' to flirt.
Sayin' "Here, girls, I’m your man"
Oh the Craic Was Ninety in the Isle of Man.

Now, Whacker fancied his good looks
On an Isle of Man woman he was struck
But the Liverpool lad is by her side
And he throwin' the jar into her.
Well, Whacker thought he'd take a chance
So he asked the quare one out to dance
‘Round the floor they stepped it out
Sure to Whack it was no bother
Everything was going to plan.
Oh the Craic Was Ninety in the Isle of Man.

Well your Isle of Man woman fancied Whack
Yer man stood there till his mates came back
and whack! they all whacked into Whack
and Whack was landed on his back.
The Douglas force arrived as well,
Banjoed a couple of them as hell
Ended up in the Douglas jail
Until the Dublin boat did sail,
Deported every man.
Oh the Craic Was Ninety in the Isle of Man.
Track Name: The Streets of London
Have you seen the old man
In the closed-down market
Kicking up the paper,
with his worn out shoes?
In his eyes you’ll see no pride
And held loosely by his side
is yesterday's paper telling yesterday's news

So how can you tell me you're lonely,
And for you the sun don't shine?
Let me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets of London
I'll show you something to make you change your mind

Have you seen the old girl
Who walks the streets of London
Dirt in her hair and her clothes in rags?
She's no time for talking,
She just keeps right on walking
Carrying her world in two big shopping bags.

In the all night cafe
At a quarter past eleven,
Same old man is sitting there on his own
Looking at the world
O’er the rim of his tea-cup,
Each tea last an hour
Then he goes home alone

Have you seen the old man
Outside the seaman's mission
Memory fading like
The ribbons that he wears.
In our wintry city,
The rain cares little pity
For one more forgotten hero
in a world that doesn't care
Track Name: Never Mind the Strangers / O'Grady's Reel
It takes two to get together
It takes time to make it last
Sure we'll all end up in some way
Like the drink in last night's glass
But we'll take this chance together
Lets not think about the end
Never mind the strangers
'Cos I'll always be your friend…until the end

We've crossed the sea together
We've had our ups and downs
We've gone further than we've ever thought
From our Lehigh Valley town
If we're up on top tomorrow
Or if it all just ends
Never mind the strangers
'Cos I'll always be your friend…until the end

Well it hasn’t all been easy
But sure that's the way it goes
We've been shaken, rocked and rattled
Taken jabs and body blows
But there's a strength in being together
Like a steel bar that won't bend
Never mind the strangers
'Cos I'll always be your friend…until the end

Even now it's hard to think back
When did it all begin
Was it some night drinking in Quinny’s Pub
Every soul is welcomed in
On this fine summers evening
As the blue of night descends
Never mind the strangers
'Cos I'll always be your friend…until the end

We've seen the other side of life
And no been too impressed
Sure it doesn’t beat a day at home
If you put it to the test
But at least we took the challenge
We didn’t just pretend
Never mind the strangers
'Cos I'll always….Always be your friend….until the end