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I’ve Been This Way Before.

I’ve Been This Way Before.

Lyrics and Vocals: Written and performed by American singer-songwriter Neil Diamond (Neil Leslie Diamond).

Neil Diamond’s song,“I’ve Been This Way Before” is a reflective song about the recurring nature of human experience. The singer has most certainly known success, but also rejection, doubt, happiness and pain, and recognises that these emotional cycles will return. This realisation gives him resilience. Neither praise nor hardship is permanent, so he can accept both without being defined by either.
His lyrics may also perhaps carry a spiritual meaning. References to having travelled this path before and encountering familiar souls again, can suggest reincarnation, an afterlife, or a deeper connection that survives death. Listeners commonly describe the song as spiritual and hopeful, particularly in relation to bereavement and reunion.

Neil Diamond.

Released on his 1974 album “Serenade”, “I’ve Been This Way Before” is a deeply contemplative song about resilience, spiritual recognition and the repeating patterns of life. Diamond’s narration arrives at a calm understanding; every experience passes, yet each may return in another form. The song perhaps invites us to face life’s changing fortunes with humility and hope, and perhaps to believe that the people and connections we once treasured are never entirely lost.

I’ve Been This Way Before.

I’ve Been This Way Before.

I’ve seen the light,
And I’ve seen the flame,
And I’ve been this way before,
And I’m sure to be this way again.
For I’ve been refused,
And I’ve been regained,
And I’ve seen your eyes before,
And I’m sure to see your eyes again,
Once again.
For I’ve been released,
And I’ve been regained,
And I’ve sung my song before,
And I’m sure to sing my song again.
Once again.
Some people got to laugh.
Some people got to cry.
Some people got to make it through,
By never wondering why.
Some people got to sing.
Some people got to sigh.
Some people they never see the light,
Until the day they die,
But I’ve been released,
And I’ve been regained,
And I’ve been this way before,
And I’m sure to be this way again,
Once again.
One more time again.
Just one more time.

END.

Thurles, Co. Tipperary “Singin’ In The Rain”.

Rain has returned to Thurles this evening, Monday, July 27th 2026, after an unusually long dry spell.

Met Éireann’s provisional summer records show that much of County Tipperary experienced sustained dry conditions through the first three weeks of July, while the nearby Gurteen weather station had recorded a notably wet June. On the available evidence, the last proper measurable rain in the Thurles area appears to have fallen around June 30th, making this evening’s rainfall the first significant rain for almost four weeks.

“Singin’ In The Rain”.

Lyrics: American lyricist and a Hollywood film producer, the late Arthur Freed [Grossman] (1894–1973).
Vocals: American dancer, actor, singer, director and choreographer, the late Gene Kelly (Eugene Curran Kelly) (1912–1996) latter whose parents were both of second generation Irish decent. [Derry on his mother’s side (Harriet Catherine Curran), and possibly Co. Clare (but not conclusively) on his father’s side (James Patrick Joseph Kelly)]

Late Great Gene Kelly.
(Eugene Curran Kelly) (1912–1996).

Few songs capture the pleasure of a rainy evening as perfectly as “Singin’ in the Rain,” famously performed by Gene Kelly in the 1952 musical film of the same name. First introduced decades earlier, the song became immortal through Kelly’s joyful performance as he dances along a rain-soaked street, splashing through puddles and turning an ordinary downpour into an expression of happiness and romance.
The sequence remains one of the most recognisable moments in cinema history.

“Singin’ In The Rain”.

“Singin’ In The Rain”.

Do, do-do-do,
Do, do-do-do-do, do-do-do,
Do-do, do-do-do,
Do, do-do-do-do, do-do-do,
Do-do, do-do-do,
Do, do-do-do-do, do-do-do,
Do, do-do-do,

I’m singin’ in the rain, just singin’ in the rain,
What a glorious feelin’, I’m happy again.
I’m laughin’ at clouds so dark up above,
The sun’s in my heart and I’m ready for love.
Let the stormy clouds chase everyone from the place,
Come on with the rain, I’ve a smile on my face.
I walk down the lane with a happy refrain,
Just singin’, singin’ in the rain.

Dancing in the rain,
I’m happy again.

I’m singin’ and dancin’ in the rain.
I’m dancin’ and singin’ in the rain.

END

We Should Be Together.

We Should Be Together.

Lyrics: American country music specialist, record producer and songwriter Allen Reynolds
Vocals: American country music singer, songwriter, and 2010 inductee into the Country Music Hall of Fame, the late Donald Ray Williams.

Late Don William (1939 – 2017).

The song hereunder is a lovely country classic made famous by the late Don Williams, still one of the most gentle and respected voices in country music. Don Williams had a way of singing that felt simple, honest, and straight from the heart. His songs often spoke about love, memories, tenderness, and the quiet emotions we sometimes find hard to put into words.
The song “We Should Be Together.” It is a beautiful song about two people who share a special connection and the feeling that, no matter what has happened or how life has turned out, they truly belong with one another.
It carries that warm Don Williams style: calm, sincere, and full of feeling and we hope the song brings back good memories for some of our readers.

We Should Be Together.

We Should Be Together.

I think about you,
When I don’t want to,
Dream about your smiling face,
And I keep trying not to love you,
But I love you anyway.
We should be together, together,
We should be walking side by side,
We should be together, together,
Keeping each other satisfied.
I have thought to come to know you,
I’ve come to need your company,
What will I do if I can’t have you,
If I can’t have you,
What will I do.
We should be together, together,
We should be walking side by side,
We should be together, together,
Keeping each other satisfied.
We should be together, together,
We should be walking side by side,
We should be together, together,
Keeping each other satisfied.

END

Goin’ Back.

Goin’ Back.

Lyrics: American lyricist the late Gerry Goffin (1939 -2014) and former wife American singer-songwriter and musician Carole King.
Vocals: English mezzo-soprano the late Mary Isobel Catherine Bernadette O’Brien (1939 – 1999), better known by her stage name as Dusty Springfield.

The Late Dusty Springfield.

Released in 1966, “Goin’ Back” is a beautifully wistful song about memory, innocence, and the longing to reconnect with a simpler part of ourselves. With its gentle build and aching sense of reflection, it has become one of the most beloved recordings of its era, reaching the UK Top 10 and remaining a touchstone for anyone who has ever looked back and wondered what time leaves behind.

Goin’ Back.

Goin’ Back.

I think I’m goin’ back to the things I learned so well in my youth.
I think I’m returning to those days when I was young enough to know the truth.
Now there are no games to only pass the time,
No more coloring books, no Christmas bells to chime,
But thinking young and growing older is no sin,
And I can play the game of life to win.
I can recall the time when I wasn’t ashamed to reach out to a friend,
And now I think I’ve got a lot more than a skipping rope to lend.
Now there’s more to do than watch my sailboat glide.
And everyday can be my magic carpet ride,
And I can play hide and seek with my fears,
And live my days instead of counting my years.
Let everyone debate the true reality,
I’d rather see the world the way it used to be,
A little bit of freedom’s all we lack,
So catch me if you can I’m goin’ back.

END

The Rose.

The Rose.

Lyrics: American singer-songwriter and actress Ms Amanda McBroom.
Vocals: American-Irish folk group The Kells recorded on their album “Celtic Echoes“.

The song hereunder is the much-loved ballad “The Rose,” with lyrics by the American singer-songwriter and actress Amanda McBroom. It is a song that speaks gently but powerfully about love, hope, and the courage to open the heart again.
This version is performed by the American-Irish folk group “The Kells“, whose warm harmonies and Celtic feeling bring a tender new colour to this song. It reminds us that even through darkness and silence, love can still bloom.
So grab a tea/coffee, sit, close your eyes and listen.

The Rose.

The Rose.

Some say, “Love. It is a river,
That drowns the tender reed”
.
Some say, “Love. It is a razor,
That leaves your soul to bleed”
.
Some say, “Love, It is a hunger,
An endless aching need”
,
But I say, “Love, It is a flower,
That grows in the wild green fields,
Beneath the ancient Irish Sky,

Where the soft rain kisses the stone,
Through the longest winter nights,
A single bloom finds its way home”
.
When the night has been too lonely,
And the road has been too long,
And you think that love is only,
For the lucky and the strong.
Just remember in the winter,
Far beneath the bitter snow,
Lies the seed that with the sun’s love,
In the spring becomes the rose.
It’s the heart afraid of breaking,
That never learns to dance.
It’s the dream afraid of waking,
That never takes the chance.
It’s the one who won’t be taken,
Who cannot seem to give,
And the soul afraid of dying,
That never learns to live.
Beneath the emerald hills of Erin,
Where the wild roses softly grow,
Through the mist and morning dew,
Hope awakens, soft and slow.
Like the shamrock in the meadow,
Or the fire in an old stone hearth,
Love will bloom when least expected,
And heal the weary heart.
It’s the heart afraid of breaking,
That never learns to dance.
It’s the dream afraid of waking,
That never takes the chance.
It’s the one who won’t be taken,
Who cannot seem to give,
And the soul afraid of dying,
That never learns to live.
When you feel the cold wind calling,
And the darkness closes in,
Hold on to the quiet promise,
That the light will come again.
For every thorn there is a petal,
Every winter has its spring,
Love is born in gentle courage,
And it makes the broken heart sing.
It’s the heart afraid of breaking,
That never learns to dance,
It’s the dream afraid of waking,
That never takes the chance.
So open wide your arms to living,
Let the wild rose bloom inside,
For the soul that dares to love fully,
Is the soul that truly comes alive.
Some say, “Love. It is a river,
But I say love it is the rose”
.
The rose; in the Irish wind it grows.

END