After the last saga of the Caddy’s I thought we’d lighten it up a little bit with some Irish music.
On our coach trip around Ireland, the guide told us some wonderful historic stories about the areas we were passing through and played Irish music pertaining to those areas. We could either relax and close our eyes to listen, or peer out the window over the hedgerows and take in the lovely green countryside with 40 Shades of Green, or there were times when you felt like getting up to tap your way through an Irish jig. If you’ve ever been to see Celtic Thunder, then you’ll know what that’s like.
As our ancestors were from Galway, I thought I’d share with you this lovely song sung by Bing Crosby, called Galway Bay.
Click here to hear the words Galway Bay
If you ever go across the sea to Ireland
Then may at the closing of your day
You will sit and watch the moon rise over Claddagh
And see the sun go down on Galway Bay.
Just to hear again the ripple of the trout stream
The women in the meadows making hay
And to sit beside a turf fire in the cabin
And watch the barefoot gossoons at their play.
For the breezes blowing o’er the seas from Ireland
Are perfumed by the heather as they blow
And the women in the uplands diggin’ praties
Speak a language that the strangers do not know.
For the strangers came and tried to teach us their ways
They scorned us just for bein’ what we are
But they might as well go chasin’ after moonbeams
Or light a penny candle from a star.
And if there is 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.
And if you’re in the mood for an Irish Jig, here’s a few songs to move to.