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A Song For A Sunday.

The Sweetest Gift.

Lyrics: Teacher, composer, musician, songwriter and Baptist Church Deacon/Minister, the late James B. Coats (1901-1961).
Vocals: American singer-songwriter, actress, and philanthropist Dolly Parton; Featuring artists American singer Linda Ronstadt and American singer, songwriter, musician, bandleader and activist Emmylou Harris.

The Sweetest Gift.

One day a mother went to a prison,
To see an erring but precious son.
She told the warden how much she loved him,
It did not matter what he had done.

She did not bring to him a parole or pardon.
She brought no silver, no pomp or style.
It was a halo bright sent down from heaven’s light,
The sweetest gift, a mother’s smile.

She left a smile you can remember.
She’s gone to heaven from heartaches free.
Those walls around you could never change her,
You were her baby and e’er will be.

She did not bring to him a parole or pardon.
She brought no silver, no pomp or style.
It was a halo bright sent down from heaven’s light,
The sweetest gift, a mother’s smile.

She did not bring to him a parole or pardon.
She brought no silver, no pomp or style.
It was a halo bright sent down from heaven’s light,
The sweetest gift, a mother’s smile.
The sweetest gift, a mother’s smile.

END

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I Dreamed a Dream.

I Dreamed a Dream.

Lyrics: French record producer, actor, singer, songwriter, and musical theatre composer Claude-Michel Schönberg.
Vocals: The song “I Dreamed a Dream” is a lament, taken from the 1980 musical Les Misérables, sung here by British tenor Karl Loxley.

I Dreamed a Dream.

I dreamed a dream in time gone by,
When hope was high and life worth living.
I dreamed that love would never die,
I prayed that God would be forgiving.
Then I was young and unafraid,
And dreams were made and used and wasted.
There was no ransom to be paid,
No song unsung, no wine untasted,
But the tigers come at night,
With their voices soft as thunder,
As they tear your hopes apart,
And they turn your dreams to shame,
And still I dream she’d come to me,
That we would live the years together,
But there are dreams that cannot be,
And there are storms we cannot weather.
I had a dream my life would be,
So different from this hell I’m living,
So different now from what it seemed,
Now life has killed the dream, I dreamed.
END

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They Never Came Home (Stardust Song)

In the early hours of the morning of Saturday February 14th 1981, a fire occurred at the Stardust Ballroom in Artane, Dublin, in which forty eight persons tragically lost their lives. ~
The song “They Never Came Home”, refers to the victims and families of this tragic event.

They Never Came Home (Stardust Song)

Lyrics: Christopher Andrew “Christy” Moore.
Vocals: Irish folk singer, songwriter and guitarist Christy Moore.

They Never Came Home (Stardust Song)

When St. Valentine’s day comes around once a year,
Our thoughts turn to love, as the time it draws near,
Sweethearts and darlings, husbands and wives,
Pledge love and devotion for the rest of their lives.
As the day turns to evening soon night time does fall,
Young people get ready for the Valentine’s Ball,
As the night rings with laughter, some families still mourn,
The 48 children who never came home.

Chorus
Have we forgotten the suffering and pain,
The survivors and the victims of the fire in Artane,
The mothers and fathers forever to mourn,
The 48 children who never came home.


It was down to the Stardust they all made their way,
The bouncers looked on as they lined up to pay,
The records were spinning, there’s dancing as well
Just how the fire started sure no one can tell.
In a matter of seconds confusion did reign,
The room was in darkness, fire exits were chained,
The firefighters wept for they could not hide,
Their sorrow and anger for those left inside.

Repeat Chorus

Throughout the city the bad news it spread,
There’s a fire in the Stardust, with 48 dead.
Hundreds of children are injured and maimed,
And all just because the fire exits were chained.
Our leaders were shocked, grim statements were made,
They shed tears by the graves, as the bodies were laid,
The injured have waited in vain for 4 years,
It seems like our leaders shed crocodile tears.

Repeat Chorus

Half a million was paid in solicitor’s fees,
A fortune to the owner and his family,
It’s hard to believe that not one penny came,
To the working class people, who suffered the pain.
The days turn to weeks and the weeks turn to years
Our laws favour the rich, or so it appears.
A woman still waits for her kids to come home,
Injustice breeds anger and that’s what’s been done.

Chorus
Let us remember the suffering and pain,
The survivors and victims of the fire in Artane,
The mothers and fathers forever to mourn,
The 48 children who never came home.
END

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Eve Of Destruction.

Eve Of Destruction.

The song hereunder references social issues experienced in the mid 1960’s, including the turmoil, both then and now, in the Middle East.

Lyrics: American singer and songwriter, Philip Gary “Flip” Sloan.
Vocals: American singer and songwriter Barry McGuire.

Eve Of Destruction.

The Eastern world, it is explodin’,
Violence flarin’, bullets loadin’,
You’re old enough to kill but not for votin’,
You don’t believe in war, but what’s that gun you’re totin’?
And even the Jordan river has bodies floatin’,
But you tell me,
Over and over and over again, my friend,
How you don’t believe,
We’re on the eve of destruction.
Don’t you understand what I’m trying to say,
Can’t you feel the fears I’m feeling today?
If the button is pushed, there’s no runnin’ away,
There’ll be no one to save with the world in a grave,
Take a look around you boy, it’s bound to scare you, boy,
And you tell me,
Over and over and over again, my friend,
How you don’t believe,
We’re on the eve of destruction.
Yeah, my blood’s so mad, feels like coagulatin’,
I’m sittin’ here just contemplatin’,
I can’t twist the truth, it knows no regulation,
Handful of senators don’t pass legislation,
And marches alone can’t bring integration,
When human respect is disintegratin’,
This whole crazy world is just too frustratin’,
And you tell me over and over and over again, my friend,
How you don’t believe,
We’re on the eve of destruction.
And think of all the hate there is in Red China,
Then take a look around to Selma, Alabama,
Ah, you may leave here for four days in space,
But when you return, it’s the same old place,
The poundin’ of the drums, the pride and disgrace,
You can bury your dead, but don’t leave a trace,
Hate your next door neighbor but don’t forget to say grace,
And you tell me,
Over and over and over and over again, my friend,
You don’t believe we’re on the eve of destruction.
No no, you don’t believe we’re on the eve of destruction.
END

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When Did I Get Old?

When Did I Get Old?

“Material wealth has no real value. What really matters is the time we spend with those we love; for such is the cycle of life, for each individual, on this troubled planet.”

When Did I Get Old?

Lyrics: Derrick Clinton Dove.
Vocals: American blues group, ‘Derrick Dove and the Peacekeepers’.

When did I get old, when did everything change?
I don’t recognise this world,
I don’t remember this pain.
Did time speed up or did I slow down?
When did I get old, it’s all behind me now.
I used to fly so high and not fear a thing.
I was ten foot tall everybody knew my name,
But the world keeps turning statues begin to fall,
And now I’m just a man that used to have it all.
So when did I get old when did everything change?
I don’t recognise this world,
I don’t remember this pain.
Did time speed up or did I slow down,
So when did I get old it’s all behind me now?
Well, there ain’t much left of the man I was.
I’m just a rusty outline covered in dust,
But it happens to the best, the best of us all,
Another one rises while another one falls.
When did I get old when did everything change?
I don’t recognise this world,
I don’t remember this pain.
Did time speed up or did I slow down?
When did I get old it’s all behind me now.
When did I get old it’s almost over now.


END

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