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1: Nine Apples of Gold
(Karan Casey, Modern Works Music Publishing)
A woman came carrying nine apples of gold
Nine apples of gold on a bough
She sang her tune and springtime in
How sweetly the apples sing
How sweetly the apples sing
A woman came carrying a tune on the wind
That dandled upon a bough
The branch did shake and music make
How sweetly the apples sing
How sweetly the apples sing
Chorus
Hear how the music it heals
Hear how the music it heals
A woman came carrying a basket of bread
A basket of food was her load
She put the bread in the hands of the hungry and tired
How sweetly the apples sing
How sweetly the apples sing
A woman came carrying a heartful of love
Loving with all of her might
Her pilgrim soul it burned so bright
How sweetly the apples sing
How sweetly the apples sing
Chorus
Hear how the music it heals
Hear how the music it heals
My apple tree, my brightness
My apple tree a stór
My apple tree, my brightness
My apple tree a stór
Chorus
Hear how the music it heals
Hear how the music it heals (x3)
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2: Sister I am Here for You (feat. Niamh Dunne)
(Karan Casey & Sean Óg Graham, Modern Works Music Publishing/IMRO)
Sometimes you feel alone in this world
You turn round and can’t figure where you are bound
I’ll be with you every step of the way
Sister I travel with you no matter what they say
We’re stronger than the rocks in the sea
As wise as the birds in the tree
And if things don’t go as planned
We‘re here to lend a hand
Chorus
Sister I am here for you
Sister I am here for you
Sister I am here for you
And I’m listening too
Hope and love are our lifeline
Freedom can you hear her chime
For truth is the daughter of time
Truth will rise up to rhyme
I am woman and I bring in the Wintertime
I wallop the skies and I whip up the wild winds
Let’s take the road less travelled through this stormy weather
Let’s rise up and stand together
Sister I am here for you
Sister I am here for you
Sister I am here for you
And I’m listening too (x3)
Deep down in our bones we know times are going to change
Deep down in our bones we know times are going to change
Deep down in our bones we know times are going to change
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3: I Live in a Country (feat. Pauline Scanlon)
(Karan Casey & Sean Óg Graham, Modern Works Music Publishing/IMRO)
I am the tongue, I am her tongue
I have one smooth tongue and I have one rough tongue
I am here and I am listening,
I am the small roundy ear that has heard it all.
Ooh, ooh
We are the daughters of the witches you could not burn for centuries
We are the daughters of the Magdalene laundries when you had us down upon our knees
We are the daughters of the mother and baby homes where you did what you pleased
Chorus
I live in a country where I long to be free
I live in a country where I want to be me
I live in a country where we want to be free
I live in a country where I want to be me
I believe her. I believe her.
I am tired of being patient and kind and reserve the right to lose my mind
Tired of being patient and wise whilst viewing my demise
Some days I want revenge but most I fight for equality
Ireland is an empire of misogyny fuck the patriarchy
I am stone, I am sea, I am wind, I am river,
I am rock I’m the salt in the sea
I am the gorse and aitinn, blazing away back at you
As brazen as you like.
Oohs
Chorus
I live in a country where I long to be free
I live in a country where I want to be me
I live in a country where we want to be free
I live in a country where I want to be me
Fuck the patriarchy
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4: Daughter Dear (feat. Ríoghnach Connolly)
(Karan Casey, Modern Works Music Publishing)
I am lying here
Daughter dear
I have something that I wish to whisper
In your small round ear
What is it you wish to say
Oh Mama my dear
The prayer in the rain
It beats a sad familiar refrain
Chorus
Mama I don’t like when you’re not here
Mama I don’t like when you’re not here
For the worms crawl out
And the worms they crawl in
And they rub up and down against my skin (x2)
The snowdrop grows up out of my head
There is nothing to be said
The flower leans in to view her newly pressed
White fragile dress
Yes I remember that day
When you made me the dress
And I wouldn’t stay still and I caused you
Quite an amount of distress
Chorus
Mama I don’t like when you’re not here
Mama I don’t like when you’re not here
For the worms crawl out
And the worms they crawl in
And they rub up and down against my skin (x2)
What is it you wish to say
When you came to visit today
What is it you wish to whisper
In my small round ear
Mama my dear
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5. |
By and By
04:34
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5: By and By
(Karan Casey & Sean Óg Graham, Modern Works Music Publishing/IMRO)
Upon the first day the snow came tumbling down
On the second day it lay upon the ground
On the third it covered your cold, cold grave
And I was told that I had to be brave
That I’d wake one morn with the sun on my face
That winds blow hard yet fill our lands with grace
That I’d remember you with a smile
My poor tired head has to keep on for a while
Ohh the by and by
Ohh the by and by
On the first morn you will be on your own
On the second morn you will sip from the cup of blue
On the third walk into your heart’s core
And then you won’t have to worry anymore
Feel my heart beating here in my breast
It stirs and murmurs for you the very best
Like a small trembling bird caught in a cage
If only I could feel the wisdom of my age
Oh the by and by
Ohhh by and by
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The Weeping Time
04:17
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6: The Weeping Time
(Karan Casey & Sean Óg Graham, Modern Works Music Publishing/IMRO)
Hermes flew on wings yesterday
My friend Grady did say
How ya getting along, she’s like a song,
She’s on the Amtrak ramble through Georgia
The high noon heat blue nailed to skies
Lilies on a surface of lies
From dust we came to dust we return
The tired dirt road of Georgia
Chorus
Keep the memory of the weeping time alive
Keep the memory of the weeping time alive
We resist, we persist, we insist, we resist
Keep the memory of the weeping time alive
From the cradle to the grave in the home of the brave
Every row we will hoe
We toil and work all day, river marks the waterway
The Altamha River of Georgia
Birds circle and wheel in formation
O’er the Butler Island plantation
Enslaved people are sold down in Savannah
Oh the auction block of Georgia
Time steps onto the train,
Time with her dominant refrain
How many drowned
How many survived
How many were caught again
If the water could weep
If the dogs could speak
Stories are etched in the bones of the Gullah
The ways are old down here
Olde Oak, Spanish moss, turtles and gators
We sing the memory of the Gullah
The moon comes out onto the sky,
She is all shimmering and shy
She lays herself down to cry,
Four egrets cry
Keep the memory of the weeping time alive
Keep the memory of the weeping time alive
We resist we resist we insist
Keep the memory of the weeping time alive
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Return to the Wild
04:19
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7: Return to the Wild
(Karan Casey & Sean Óg Graham, Modern Works Music Publishing/IMRO)
Do you hear the trees fall in the forest
Do you hear the moon at night
Do you hear the cuckoo as she sleeps
Hear the rolling of the deep
Rolling of the deep
Do you hear the fern out in the fields
Do you think that music heals
Do you hear the twilight stepping down
before her feet touch the ground
she makes no sound
Chorus
I will return
Return to the wild
To my wild birds and deer
I will return to the wild
If you let sorrow come in on you
He will come and stay
He will sit down to wine and dine
And he won’t go away
Do you hear the ships sail in the forest
Do you hear the strawberries grow in the salt sea
Do you hear the amber falls
Your memory calls
Chorus
I will return
Return to the wild
To my wild birds and deer
I will return to the wild
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8: When the Moon Gets Tangled
(Karan Casey, Modern Works Music Publishing)
When the moon gets tangled in a Blackthorn tree
And her dress is trampled and she cannot break free
When the thorn in your side wounds your pride
And the moon gets tangled I will fly to your side
I’ll come flying through your midnight window on a moonbeam, on a moonbeam
I’ll come sailing to your midnight window I’ll come and I’ll let you go
I’ll come and I’ll set you free
We’ll fly love, we’ll fly, high over the ocean trembling down below
We’ll go love, we’ll go, high above the mountain
And her feathers white as snow
And her feathers white as snow
When an angry sky is crying and the sun shies away
And an angry crowd is turning and there’s nothing left to say
When the thorn in your side wounds your pride
When an angry sky is crying I will fly to your side
I’ll come flying through your midnight window on a moonbeam, on a moonbeam
I’ll come sailing to your midnight window I’ll come and I’ll let you go
I’ll come and I’ll set you free
We’ll fly love, we’ll fly, high over the ocean trembling down below
We’ll go love, we’ll go, high above the mountain
And her feathers white as snow
And her feathers white as snow
When a moon gets tangled in a Blackthorn tree
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The Rocks of Bawn
05:25
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9: The Rocks of Bawn
(Trad arr. Karan Casey & Sean Óg Graham, Modern Works Music Publishing/IMRO)
Come all ye loyal heroes wherever you may be.
Don't hire with any master till you know what your work will be
You will rise up early from the clear day light till the dawn
And you never will be able for to plough the Rocks of Bawn.
Rise up gallant Sweeney and give your horse some hay
And give them a good feed of oats before they stray away
Don't feed them on soft turnip put them out on your green lawn
Or they never will be able for to plough the Rocks of Bawn.
My curse upon you, Sweeney boy, you have me nearly robbed
You're sitting by the fireside with your dúidín in your gob
You're sitting by the fireside now from clear daylight till the dawn
And you never will be able for to plough the Rocks of Bawn
My shoes they are well worn and my stockings they are thin
My heart is always trembling for fear they might give in
My heart is always trembling from the clear daylight till the dawn
And I never will be able for to plough the Rocks of Bawn.
I wish the Queen of England she would call for me in time
And place me in some regiment all in my youth and prime
I'd fight for Ireland's glory from the clear daylight till dawn
And I never would return again to plough the Rocks of Bawn.
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10. |
I Thank My Lucky Stars
03:52
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10: I Thank My Lucky Stars
(Karan Casey, Modern Works Music Publishing)
I thank my lucky stars for the sparrow in the tree
I thank my lucky stars she sings for you and me
For the blackbird and the thrush
The briars in the bush
I thank my lucky stars
I thank my lucky stars for the owl in the dark blue
I thank my lucky stars she flies for me and you
Her ship of the air
Sails without a care
I thank my lucky stars
I thank my lucky stars for the music of time
I thank my lucky stars a love that is yours and mine
For you standing there
In your honeyed brown hair
I thank my lucky stars
I thank my lucky stars for the tall tall trees
I thank my lucky stars for the sunlight on the sea
For the child in Tramore
Playing upon the shore
I thank my lucky stars
I thank my lucky stars for the moon and the sun
I thank my lucky stars for the day that just begun
For the sorrows left unsaid
Dreams in my head
I thank my lucky stars
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Karan Casey Cork, Ireland
Irish singer-songwriter Karan Casey has been blazing a trail for over 25 years. A lover of ballads, love songs and searing versions of social justice songs, she has released 11 albums and toured extensively throughout the world. In 2018 Karan helped to found FairPlé which is an organization aimed at achieving fairness and gender balance for female performers in Irish traditional and folk musics. ... more
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