Skibbereen-Chilled Celtic Masters

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[00:00.00]The Foggy Dew - The Irish Masters
[00:46.97]Oh Father dear we'll ofttimes heard you speak of Erin's Isle
[01:02.49]Her lofty scenes her valleys green her mountains rude and wild
[01:15.47]They say it tis a lovely land where in a saint might dwell
[01:28.84]Oh why did you abandon it the reason to me tell
[01:45.62]Oh son I loved my native land with energy and pride
[02:00.98]'Til a blight came over on my croes my sheep my cattle died
[02:14.47]My rent and taxes were so high I could not them redeem
[02:27.93]And that's the cruel reason that I left old Skibbereen
[02:42.53]Oh when well do I remember song that bleak December day
[02:57.53]When the sheriff and the landlord came to drive us all away
[03:09.63]They set my car take you roof on fire
[03:15.43]With their cursed English spleen
[03:21.81]And that's another reason that I left old Skibbereen
[03:36.26]Oh your mother too God rest her soul
[03:43.75]Lay on the snowy ground
[03:50.76]She fainted in her anguish seeing the desolation all round
[04:04.12]She never rose but passed away from life to immortal dream
[04:17.79]I'm found a quiet grave my boy in dear old Skibbereen
[04:33.54]Oh father dear we'll the day will come when answer to the call
[04:46.13]All Irish men of Freedom Stern will rally one and all
[04:57.52]And I'll be the man to lead the band beneath the flag of green
[05:09.03]And loud and high we'll raise the cry
[05:16.58]Revenge for Skibbereen