Vocals: American singer-songwriter, actress, and philanthropist, Ms Dolly Parton and American singer, actress, and television host, Ms Dionne Warwick, (Born Warrick)
Peace Like A River.
Lyrics:Ms Dolly Rebecca Parton.
Peace, like a river, Bathe me in your holy stream. In your soothing, living waters, Flood my soul and wash me clean. Point me in the right direction, Use me as you think you should, And may I be a great reflection, Of the things that’s right and good. Mmmm (peace like a river). He is the answer to our questions, To our prayers, to all things. He is forgiveness to all confessions, The provider of all needs, (the provider of all needs), And He is hope, (yes, He is), In desperation, (oh, yes), Comfort to the soul and mind. Well, He’s our God and our connection, (He’s our God, our connection), To a land that transcends time. His hand, (His hand), Is ever reaching, (ever reaching), And His joy, beyond compare. Oh, His words are ever teaching, (His words, ever teaching), And His burden, a light to bear. He is there and ever willing, (He is there, ever willing), To lead us through the darkest night, (through the darkest night), And His love is ever giving, (and His love), And His Son, the guiding light. Sweet peace, (peace like a river), Wash me down, Lord, (peace like a river), Oh, wash me clean, Lord, wash me clean, (wash me, Lord), (peace like a river), Baptize me (peace like a river) in Your living water, (peace like a river). He’s the answer (He is the answer), To our questions (to our questions), To our prayers and to all peace (to our prayers and peace). He’s the healer of imperfections, The provider of all needs, And He is hope, (He is hope), In desperation, (desperation), Comfort to the soul and mind, (soul and mind), He is peace, (He’s peace), Like a river, (like a river), He is yours, (He’s yours). And He is mine, (He’s mine). He’s yours. He’s mine. Peace like a river.
Mr MacGowan sadly passed away on November 30th 2023 last, aged 65 years, while being treated in hospital for inflammation of the active tissues of the brain, caused by an infection, (Encephalitis).
His sister, Ms Siobhan McGowan, confirmed the event on her Facebook page, stating that it will be full of “dancing at the crossroads”, with music, refreshments, under a marquee.
At 3:00pm on the day, Ms McGowan will also dedicate “The Broad Majestic Shannon” monument in her brother’s memory.
The Broad Majestic Shannon.
Lyrics: Shane Patrick Lysaght Macgowan.
The last time I saw you was down at the Greeks, There was whiskey on Sunday and tears on our cheeks, You sang me a song that was pure as the breeze, On a road leading up Glenaveigh. I sat for a while at the cross at Finnoe, Where young lovers would meet when the flowers were in bloom, Heard the men coming home from the fair at Shinrone, Their hearts in Tipperary wherever they go, Take my hand and dry your tears, babe, Take my hand, forget your fears, babe, There’s no pain, there’s no more sorrow, They’re all gone, gone in the years, babe. I sat for a while by the gap in the wall, Found a rusty tin can and an old hurley ball, Heard the cards being dealt and the rosary called, And a fiddle playing “Sean Dun Na Ngall”, And the next time I see you we’ll be down at the Greeks, There’ll be whiskey on Sunday and tears on our cheeks, For it’s stupid to laugh and it’s useless to bawl, ‘Bout a rusty tin can and an old hurley ball. Take my hand and dry your tears, babe, Take my hand, forget your fears, babe. There’s no pain, there’s no more sorrow, They’re all gone, gone in the years, babe. So I walked as the day was dawning, Where small birds sang and leaves were falling, Where we once watched the row boats landing, By the broad majestic Shannon.
END.
On the day previous, Saturday August 17th, as part of the Broad Majestic Shannon Festival in Kilbarron Village, there is an afternoon workshop discussing Mr MacGowan lyrics and highlighting the local places featured in his songs.
Oh, happy carillon and bells of my youth, By the river Suir now sounding! How near and how dear to my heart’s truth In quiet moments never-ending.
By Cathedral bells’ sound, One day I was born, Amid musical sounds of a river That sings in my heart, In moments forlorn, And in my happiest moments ever.
To play and to school, My life was to rule, By the bells and the river determined, By green banks and bridge, By the Ursuline school, My earliest life was thus fashioned.
And, however, how often, I may wander away, Be it near or far over the ocean, I shall hear in my mind, The bells peal and play, Their carols of happy emotion.
Carolling, carolling , carolling ever, Always in tune with the song of the river, Oh, bells of my heart and my home now ringing, Ever and ever sweetly singing.
END
Tom Ryan, “Iona”, Rahealty, Thurles, Co. Tipperary.
Lyrics and Vocals: The late, great American country music singer, songwriter, guitarist, and fiddler Merle Haggard(April 6, 1937 – April 6, 2016).
Are The Good Times Really Over ?
I wish a buck was still silver. It was back when the country was strong, Back before Elvis, And before the Vietnam war came along. Before The Beatles and ‘Yesterday’, When a man could still work, still would. The best of the free life behind us now, And are the good times really over for good? Are we rolling down hill, Like a snowball headed for Hell? With no kind of chance, For the Flag or the Liberty Bell*. Wish a Ford and a Chevy, Could still last ten years, like they should. Is the best of the free life behind us now? Are the good times really over for good? I wish Coke was still Cola, And a joint was a bad place to be. It was back before Nixon lied to us all on TV. Before microwave ovens, When a girl could still cook and still would. The best of the free life behind us now, Are the good times really over for good? Are we rolling down hill, Like a snowball headed for Hell? With no kind of chance, For the Flag or the Liberty Bell. Wish a Ford and a Chevy, Could still last ten years, like they should. Is the best of the free life behind us now? Are the good times really over for good? Stop rolling down hill, Like a snowball headed for Hell. Stand up for the Flag, And let’s all ring the Liberty Bell. Let’s make a Ford and a Chevy, That’ll still last ten years like they should. The best of the free life is still yet to come, The good times ain’t over for good.
END
“Proclaim Liberty Throughout All the Land Unto All the Inhabitants thereof.” * In its early years, the Liberty Bell, (Philadelphia, US State Of Philadelphia) previously called the ‘State House Bell’ or ‘Old State House Bell’, was used to summon lawmakers to legislative sessions and to alert citizens about public meetings and proclamations. The bell was used as a symbol of freedom during the Cold War and was a popular site for protests in the 1960s.
Vocals: American folk singer and social activist Pete Seeger. Lyrics: American folk singer-songwriter Tom Paxton. [The song is about the American school system, that stands accused of misinforming children giving them an optimistic outlook on history and just one of many protest songs written by Tom Paxton].
What Did You Learn In School Today?
What did you learn in school today, Dear little boy of mine? What did you learn in school today, Dear little boy of mine?
I learned that Washington never told a lie, I learned that soldiers seldom die, I learned that everybody’s free, And that’s what the teacher said to me, And that’s what I learned in school today, That’s what I learned in school.
What did you learn in school today, Dear little boy of mine? What did you learn in school today, Dear little boy of mine?
I learned that policemen are my friends, I learned that justice never ends, I learned that murderers die for their crimes, Even if we make a mistake sometime, And that’s what I learned in school today, That’s what I learned in school
What did you learn in school today, Dear little boy of mine? What did you learn in school today, Dear little boy of mine?
I learned our government must be strong; It’s always right and never wrong! Our leaders are the finest men, And we elect them again and again, And that’s what I learned in school today, That’s what I learned in school.
What did you learn in school today, Dear little boy of mine? What did you learn in school today, Dear little boy of mine?
I learned that war is not so bad, I learned about the great once we have had. We fought in Germany and in France And some day I might get my chance. And that’s what I learned in school today, That’s what I learned in school.
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