A Cozy Celtic Concert Series - Episode 9
This week's set list:
1) Chaos in La Casa
2) The Boatman's Call
3) Night Ride Set: Farewell to Erin (traditional) / Night Ride to Armagh (Brian Finnegan) / Road to Errogie (Adam Sutherland)
4) Bells on the Hill
5) Christmas Flower (a.k.a. Peggy's Reel)
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🌸 Lyrics: The Boatman's Call
(G. Gothard)
The boatman works alone, it’s the only life he’s ever known
A young man in life alone, across the river every day
He ferries settlers o’er the rushing cool, carries merchants through the rapids cruel
Even royals in their crown and jewel, across the river on his own
Ya - da da da, a young man tall
Ya- da da da, ya da da da da da
Ya- da da da, the boatman’s call
Ya - da da da, ya da da da da da
The young woman lone she goes, gathering flowers where the river flows
She is lovely as the mountain rose, and she needs passage on her way
She needs crossing late in emerald May, sitting golden in the creak and sway
Our young boatman gave his heart that day, across the river going home
Ya - da da da, a young man tall
Ya - da da da, ya da da da da da
Ya - da da da, for this girl did fall
Ya- da da da, ya da da da da da
Their world was set, planned, always they would be
They didn’t fret, no, not like you and me
Their world was small, there, near the river free
Then came this fine, grand, tale of he and she
Ya- da da da, this girl did fall
Ya- da da da, ya da da da da da
Ya - da da da, for the boatman’s call
Ya- da da da, ya da da da da da
And now they are not alone, their lonely life by one has grown
Now they are not alone, they cross the river every day
🌸 Lyrics: Bells on the Hill
(G. Gothard, W. Gothard, S. Gothard)
He’s out at sea, sailing through the teal blue water
The ocean breeze carries him so far
He’s out at sea, cutting through the ice blue water
Through deepest night, he’s steering by a star
The bells on the hill are ringing out loud
Ring for our sailors, they’re coming home now
The sun fills the warm sand, the waves touch the shore
As my sailor comes home to me
He writes to me, treasures from a far-off island
Of wondrous things I’ve never seen before
He writes to me, cities castles wild and unknown
The gifts he’ll bring, from a foreign shore
Chorus
He promised me, he will be coming home tomorrow
So there I’ll be, watching from the cove
He promised me, he’s running down the ramp tomorrow
So there I’ll be, to bring him home with me
Chorus