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Paddy McGann
03:32
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PADDY MCGANN
Came a knock at the door on a morning so fine
When we lived out at Hale with the Bollin close by
Our Margaret went out and returned all wide-eyed
"Hey mother, come see what I've found outside."
It was Paddy McGann,
That handsome young man,
How well I remember young Paddy McGann.
And so he was painting our tired old walls
So careful was he in his white overalls
He worked on the front door as proud as a nail
"This door here will soon be the finest in Hale."
So said Paddy McGann,
That handsome young man,
How well I remember young Paddy McGann.
At noon he would sit on the steps in the shade
And pull out the lunch that his Tessa had made
My pretty young daughters would gather them round
And listen to stories of his fatherland.
They loved Paddy McGann,
That handsome young man,
How well I remember young Paddy McGann.
One day he decided he'd take a wee chance
"Well please, Mr Parker, I need an advance -
Say just a few pennies to keep my feet dry -
I've run out of pennies though don't ask me why."
Just like Paddy McGann,
That handsome young man,
How well I remember young Paddy McGann.
Later that day, I mean well after four,
His Tessa came knocking at the new painted door,
"Say please, Mr Parker, I just need to know -
Did you give him some money, and where did he go?"
Oh Paddy McGann,
Get home if you can,
How well I remember young Paddy McGann.
Here comes Paddy McGann,
That handsome young man,
How well I remember young Paddy McGann.
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All You Gotta Do s Give
03:38
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ALL YOU GOTTA DO IS GIVE
Remember those places where you used to play?
That world you were making was good as the day
And then you grew older, and it's harder to live
But your world is still somewhere
And all you gotta do is give.
It's time to look in now, see what's inside
Well don't be afraid now of what you might find
It's always been in there: are you ready to live?
It's not going away now
And all you gotta do is give.
Don't sit on your own now, don't sit on the wall
Don't sit there a-waiting, don't sit on it all
Don't sit with your demons, coz it's your time to live
Go sit with the children
And all you gotta do is give.
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Pichilemu Town
03:29
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PICHILEMU TOWN
Early morning, miles of green,
Rivers winding down from lazy streams, into the sea Reaching up to cloudless skies,
Snowy peaks on the eastern rise look down
On peaceful ground, silent as the sun.
Gotta see if I can make it to the coast tonight, Thereʼs a little tiny town that I want to find.
And here she is, her sandy shores
Watching over waves for evermore,
Still standing proud, despite the day
The earthquake came
Pichilemu town.
Little shops and houses there,
Painted every colour you can dream, itʼs not a dream. People sitting, walking, talking,
On the streets most every waking hour
In Pichilemu town, they wonder how.
Thereʼs a mother with her child on the beach tonight Are they looking for the ghost of another tide?
Here she is, her sandy shores
Watching over waves for evermore,
Still standing proud, despite the day
The walls got washed away
Pichilemu town.
Centuries they come and go
Memories like melted snow, theyʼre gone Down to the sea.
But everywhere youʼll see the scars,
Take a look, theyʼre not so hard to find
In Pichilemu town, right here and now.
As I wander up and down in the setting sun I wonder will we ever really understand? And here she is, her sandy shores Watching over waves for evermore,
Still standing proud, despite the day
The earthquake came to stay
Pichilemu town.
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Sandy Hook Lullaby
02:57
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SANDY HOOK LULLABY
How did we get here?
How did we fall?
How long will it be now
Till we hear those angels call?
So many children,
So many lives
Just gone in the morning -
No prayers and no goodbyes.
How did we get here?
How far did we fall?
And how to move on now
Without all this pain any more?
And those that are left here
With that sound in their heads,
Oh just to give you
The voices and smiles of your friends.
Now the whole world is crying
And the whole world has seen
And the world will remember
Those lives that might have been.
How did we get here?
How far did we fall?
And how to move on now
Without all this pain any more?
How did we get here?
How did we fall?
How long will it be now
Till we hear those angels call?
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Isabelle Ryder England, UK
A former earthquake scientist with a first degree in music, Isabelle Ryder is now an award-winning composer and Visiting Professional at the Liverpool Institute for Performing Arts. Her wide-ranging and colourful music straddles classical, jazz, folk, and soundtrack. ... more
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