Mudcat Café message #196398 The Mudcat Café TM
Thread #19295   Message #196398
Posted By: Mbo
16-Mar-00 - 07:46 PM
Thread Name: St Pat's Day in the Mudcat Tavern
Subject: RE: St Pat's Day in the Mudcat Tavern
Ok, the words! But I still feel a bit leery about putting lyrics in the songbook that ain't mine. Only the music is, but here you go:

The Wild Geese--The Wild Geese--'tis long since they flew
O'er the billowy ocean's bright bosom of blue;
For the foot of the false-hearted stranger had curst
The shores on whose fond breast they'd settled at first;
And they sought them a home afar off o'er the sea,
Where their pinions, at least, might me thainless and free.

CHORUS: (this part IS mine, can you tell?)

The Wild Geese flee
The Wild Geese flee
The Wild Gees flee across the sea

The Wild Geese--The Wild Geese--sad, sad was the wail
That followed their flight on the easterly gale;
But the eyes that had wept o'er their vanishing track
Ne'er brightened to welcome the wanderers back;
The home of their youth was the land of the slave,
And they died on that shore far away o'er the wave.

The Wild Geese--The Wild Geese--their coming once more,
Was the long-cherished hope of that desolate shore,
For the loved ones behind knew it would yet be free,
If they flew on their white pinions back o'er the sea;
But vainly the hope of these loved ones burned,
The Wild Geese--the Wild Geese--they never returned.

The Wild Geese--the Wild Geese--hark! hear ye that cry?
And marked ye that white flock o'erspreading the sky?
Can ye not read the omen? Joy, joy to the slave,
And gladness and strength to the hearts of the brave;
For Wild Geese are coming at length o'er the sea,
And Eirinn, green Eirinn, once more shall be FREE!

(lyrics by Michael Joseph Barry, Music by Mbo)