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The Old Rugged Cross
Vocals: American singer-songwriter Alan Jackson.
Lyrics: Songwriter: American evangelist and song-leader George Bennard (1873–1958).
The Old Rugged Cross.
On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross,
The emblem of suffering and shame.
And I love that old cross where the dearest and best,
For a world of lost sinners was slain.
So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross,
Till my trophies at last I lay down.
I will cling to the old rugged cross,
And exchange it some day for a crown.
To that old rugged cross I will ever be true,
It’s shame and reproach gladly bear.
Then he’ll call me some day to my home far away,
Where his glory forever I’ll share.
So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross,
Till my trophies at last I lay down.
And I will cling to the old rugged cross,
And exchange it some day for a crown.
I will cling to the old rugged cross,
And exchange it some day for a crown.
END
A Place In My Heart.
Lyrics: By Canadian singer-songwriter, author, and poet Jean-pierre Ferland.
Vocals: Greek singer, the great Nana Mouskouri.
Find a quiet spot; make yourself comfortable; close your eyes and listen to the wonderful lyrics, vocals and music!
A Place In My Heart
I got your letter yesterday,
From some small town I never knew.
It told me you were on your way,
But not where you were going to.
You said you’re following the sun,
But do you really know for sure.
For after all is said and done,
Just what it is you’re looking for.
There’s a place in my heart,
I wish that your eyes could see.
And there’s no one on earth,
Who loves you as much as me.
If you just travel on and on,
Till I don’t know where.
There’s a place in my heart,
You may never find again.
And so you travel with the wind,
You’ ll find some road to fly along.
And though your letter says the word,
Your heart may soon forget the song.
Then you may someday write the poem,
That tells your life in words of fire,
But you will never have a home,
Or find the love that you desire.
There’s a place in my heart,
I wish that your eyes could see.
And there’s no one on earth,
Who loves you as much as me.
If you just travel on and on,
Till I don’t know where,
There’s a place in my heart,
You may never find again.
And so you are heading for the sea,
Now that the flowers are in bloom,
Just when the wild Mimosa tree,
Is like the colour of our room.
If you just travel on and on,
Till I don’t know where.
There’s a place in my heart,
You may never find again.
END
Heaven’s Lucky to Have You.
Vocals: Jonathan Lee
Lyrics: Singer/Songwriter Chase Fouraker; Singer Jonathan Lee; Musician Korey Hunt, and Singer/Songwriter Sam Banks
Heaven’s Lucky to Have You.
I saw a red bird flying high,
Out of a sunset sky.
I saw a sunflower growing wild,
On that ol’ road side.
Clear as a lighthouse beacon,
I could see that you are not that
Far away.
Far away.
When I need you,
You’ll be right outside my window.
I feel your arms around me,
When the wind blows.
I still think you left too soon,
But I am thankful for your time.
Heavens lucky to have you,
So was I.
I wish I could call you up,
When I mess up,
One of grandma’s recipes.
I wish we could catch up,
On life and such,
And hear you laughing at me.
But today I found a picture.
Saw that smile upon your face,
I knew everything would be okay.
When I need you,
You’ll be right outside my window.
I feel your arms around me,
When the wind blows.
I still think you left too soon,
But I am thankful for your time.
Heavens lucky to have you,
And so was I. So was I.
And I hope I make you proud,
While you are up there looking down on me.
From the best seat in the house.
When I need you,
You’ll be right outside my window.
I feel your arms around me,
When the wind blows.
I still think you left too soon,
But I am thankful for your time.
Heavens lucky to have you,
God knows how much I miss you.
Heavens lucky to have you,
So was I.
Mmm so was I.
END
On Tuesday evening next, April 4th, 2023 @ 7:00pm sharp, why not come along to Cashel Library and discover the mystical Druidic world of Stories; Poems; Songs that speak of times past and Songs that speak of lessons learned. Enjoy Irish melody, while listening to the pagan beat of the bodhran and even experience some Gangani blues.
DavÓg Rynne
DavÓg Rynne is from the most renowned musical families in Ireland (Moore / Rynne). The son of singer Anne and Davoc Rynne, Tin Whistle player and folklorist from Miltown Malbay, Co Clare. (Note: Christy Moore and Luka Bloom are his uncles).
DavÓg started playing music; tin whistle, bodhran and guitar at a young age, before he began a career in acting; having completed an acting course at the Gaiety Theatre, Dublin.
He has appeared in four plays in the Abbey Theatre, touring Hong Kong and the USA, before reviving his musical career in France.
He released his first album, “Talk to me” in 2018. His second album “Gangani – Seeds Of Hope” was released in 2020, and his third album “Come To The Path” was released in 2023.
While this concert is a free event on Tuesday evening next; please take note that booking remains essential.
So do please contact: Cashel Library Tel. No. 062 63825.
Note: Refreshments will be served.
Hold My Hand.
Lyrics: M. Coleman
Singer: Liverpool native; English comedian; music hall entertainer; singer, and actor, the late, great Sir Kenneth Arthur Dodd. OBE. (1927 – 2018)
Hold My Hand.
Hello world of yesterday,
We’re looking out to find a way,
For the children.
With a happy song and a happy face,
We can make this world a better place,
For the children.
If all the nations join and sing,
The bells around the world will ring,
For the children.
And what we have we’d like to share,
And show you all that the children care,
For the children.
And when beaming out around the world,
To every other boy and girl
We’re holding hands and reaching out for all of you.
Hold my hand, hold it tight,
Hold my hand if you’re yellow, black or white,
Children of the world unite,
Keep the candle burning bright,
Hold my hand if your yellow, black or white.
Over the oceans nationwide,
You can always reach to the other side,
For the children.
We can send our love, we can send some smiles,
Send love and peace a thousand miles,
For the children.
We shall leave a guiding light,
And sing along into the night,
For the children.
What a wonderful place this world would stay,
If we all held hands each and every day,
Like the children.
And when singing out around the world,
To every other boy and girl,
We’re holding hands and reaching out for all of you.
Hold my hand, hold it tight,
Hold my hand if you’re yellow, black or white,
Children of the world unite,
See the candle burning bright,
Hold my hand if your yellow, black or white.
Hold my hand, hold it tight,
Hold my hand if you’re yellow, black or white,
Children of the world unite,
See your candle burning bright,
Hold my hand if your yellow, black or white.
Hold my hand if your yellow, black or white.
END.
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