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Christy Moore St Brendans Voyage Live from album quotOn the Roadquot
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Christy Moore sings St. Brendan's Voyage from his new album On the Road • • Lyrics: • A boat sailed out of Brandon in the year of 501 • ’twas a damp and dirty mornin’ Brendan’s voyage it began. • Tired of thinnin’ turnips and cuttin’ curley kale • When he got back from the creamery he hoisted up the sail. • He ploughed a lonely furrow to the north, south, east and west • Of all the navigators, St. Brendan was the best. • When he ran out of candles he was forced to make a stop, • He tied up in Long Island and put America on the map. • Did you know that Honolulu was found by a Kerryman, • Who went on to find Australia then China and Japan. • When he was touchin’ 70, he began to miss the crack, • Turnin’ to his albatross he sez “I’m headin’ back”. • • To make it fast he bent the mast and built up mighty steam. • Around Terra del Fuego and up the warm Gulf Stream, • He crossed the last horizon, Mt. Brandon came in sight • And when he cleared the customs into Dingle for the night. • When he got the Cordon Bleu he went to douse the drought, • He headed west to Kruger’s* to murder pints of stout • Around by Ballyferriter and up the Conor Pass • He freewheeled into Brandon, the saint was home at last. • • The entire population came (281) the place was chock-a-block • Love nor money wouldn’t get your nose inside the shop. • The fishermen hauled up their nets, the farmers left their hay, • Kerry people know that saints don’t turn up every day. • Everythin’ was goin’ great ’til Brendan did announce • His reason for returnin’ was to try and set up house. • The girls were flabbergasted at St. Bredan’s neck • To seek a wife so late in life and him a total wreck. • • Worn down by rejection that pierced his humble pride, • “Begod”, sez Brendan “If I run I’ll surely catch the tide” • Turnin’ on his sandals he made straight for the docks • And haulin’ up his anchor he cast off from the rocks. • As he sailed past Inishvickallaun there stood the albatross • “I knew you’d never stick it out, ’tis great to see you boss” • “I’m bailin’ out” sez Brendan, “I badly need a break • A fortnight is about as much as any aul saint could take.” • • CHORUS • • “Is it right or left for Gibraltar” • “What tack do I take for Mizen Head?” • “I’d love to settle down near Ventry Harbour”, • St. Brendan to his albatross he said. • • - video upload powered by https://www.TunesToTube.com
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