The Dubliners - Lord Of The Dance / The Unquiet Grave mp3 album
Now is a studio album by The Dubliners released in 1975. Following the departure of both Ciarán Bourke and Ronnie Drew in 1974, singer/guitarist Jim McCann joined Barney McKenna, Luke Kelly and John Sheahan as a member of The Dubliners to record this album, which Sheahan himself produced. The slight shift in personnel produced a more mellow sound. Arguably, McCann's greatest contribution to the album is the ballad "Carrickfergus", which became one of his most popular and requested songs.
The Unquiet Grave" is an English folk song in which a young man mourns his dead love too hard and prevents her from obtaining peace.
Now is a studio album by The Dubliners released in 1975. It also features a wonderful rendition of the English ballad, "The Unquiet Grave", performed by Luke Kelly. Now. Studio album by.
Lyrics to "The Unquiet Grave" song by The Dubliners: The Wind doth blow today my love, A few small drops the rain . I'll do as much for my true love, As any young man may. I'll sit and mourn all on her grave, A twelve month and a day. The twelve month and a day been gone, A voice spoke from the deep. Who is it sits all on my grave. And will not let me sleep? Tis I Tis I thine own true love, Who site upon your grave, For I crave one kiss from your sweet lips, And that is all i seek. You crave one kiss from my clay cold lips, But my breath is earthy strong. Had you one kiss from my clay cold lips, You're time would not be long.
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The Unquiet Grave - Text. D The Dubliners Now. ‘The wind doth blow today, my love, A few small drops of rain; Never have I had but one true love; In cold clay she is lain. I’ll do as much for my true love As any young man may; I’ll sit and mourn all on her grave A twelvemonth and a da. The twelvemonth and the day being gone A voice spoke from the deep, "Who is it sits all on my grave And will not let me sleep?’ ‘’Tis I, & I, thine own true love, Who sits upon your grave For I crave one kiss from your sweet lips, And that is all I seek
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