Brian Quigley~The Galway shawl🎵🍀👍

Lyrics
At Oranmore in the county Galway
One pleasant evening in the month's of May
I spied a damsel, she was young and handsome
Her beauty fairly took my breath away
She worn no jewels, nor costly diamonds
No paint nor powder, no none at all
But she worn a bonnet with ribbons on it
And 'round her shoulders was the Galway shawl
We kept on walking she kept on talking
'Till her fathers cottage came in to view
Said she, 'Come in sir', and meet my father
And play, to please him, 'The Foggy Dew'
She sat me down beside the hearthstone
I could see her father he was six feet tall
And soon her mother, had the kettle singing
All I could think of, was the Galway shawl
She worn no jewels, nor costly diamonds
No paint nor powder, no none at all
But she worn a bonnet with ribbons on it
And 'round her shoulders was the Galway shawl
I played, 'The Black Bird', 'The Stack of Barley'
'Rodney's Glory' and 'The Foggy Dew'
She sang each note like an Irish linnet
And tears weld in her eyes of blue
'Twas early, early, all in the morning
I hit the road for old Donegal
Said she, 'goodbye sir', she cried and kissed me
But my heart remain with the Galway shawl
She worn no jewels, nor costly diamonds
No paint nor powder, no none at all
But she worn a bonnet with ribbons on it
And 'round her shoulders was the Galway shawl

Brian Quigley has been performing in the Western New York area for over ten years, first with The Dustmen and then with Rosewood Bridge. The music he plays and writes is inspired by Celtic folk songs, the folk music of the 60’s, and by the music of contemporary singer songwriters. He recorded two CD’s with The Dustmen and recently released his second solo CD entitled “Tales of Distant Shores."

[Louise]

Kenny, cette ballade est magnifique. Je retranscris. cette chanson en français ;
Le châle de Galway
À Orenmore le comté de Galway
Une agréable soirée au mois de mai
J'ai espionné une demoiselle, elle était jeune et belle
Sa beauté assez pris mon souffle
Cho: elle ne portait ni bijoux, ni diamants couteux
Pas de peinture ou de poudre, non, pas du tout
Mais elle portait un bonnet avec un ruban dessus
Et autour de son épaule était un châle Galway
Nous avons continué à marcher, elle continua à parler
Jusqu'à ce que la maison de son père soit vue
Elle dit: "Entrez, Monsieur,et rencontrez mon père
Et jouer pour lui plaire " La rosée brumeuse "
Elle m'a assis près de la cheminée
Je pouvais voir son père, il mesurait six pieds (182, 88 cm )
Et bientôt sa mère a fait chanter la bouilloire
Tout ce que je pouvais penser était le châle Galway
J'ai joué " Le merle et la pile D'Orge " La gloire de Rodney " et "La rosée brumeuse "
Elle chantait chaque note comme un linnet Irlandais
Tandis que les larmes se tenaient dans ses yeux de bleu
C'était tôt, tôt tout le matin
Quand j'ai pris la route pour le vieux Donegal
Elle dit au revoir, monsieur, elle a pleuré et m'embrassa
Et mon cœur est resté avec ce châle de Gaway .
Bonne écoute à tous ceux qui aimeront cette ballade sublime
Kenny, l noticed that there are several versions of this song whose lyrics are not the same .☘️🎸🎶🍀💚🤍🧡🥰👍🙏😄😊 Have a nice days

[davidbristolfoley]

Better version Kenny was not to keen on upbeat versions