https://www.podomatic.com/podcasts/sirjools en-us Podomatic RSS Generator Wed, 17 Apr 2019 01:09:54 +0000 Music Give it a listen! no no jools m Walking all the day near tall towers where falcons build their nests Silver wings they fly, They know the call for freedom in their breasts, Saw Black Head against the sky Where twisted rocks they run down to the sea Living on your western shore, Saw summer sun sets, I asked for more, I stood by your Atlantic Sea, And i sang a song for Ireland Drinking all the day, In old pubs where fiddlers love to play, Saw one touch the bow, He played a reel that seamed so grand and gay, I stood on dingle beach and cast, In wild foam for Atlantic bass, Living on your western shore, Saw summer sunsets, I asked for more, I stood by your Atlantic Sea, And sang a song for Ireland Talking all the day, With true friends who try to make you stay, Telling jokes and news, Singing songs to while the time away, Watched the galway salmon run, Like silver dancing, darting in the sun, living on your western shore, Saw summer sunsets, I asked for more, I stood by your Atlantic Sea, And i sang a song for Ireland Dreaming in the night, I saw a land where no-one had to fight, Waking in your dawn, I saw you crying in the morning light, sleeping where the falcons fly, They twist and turn all in your air-blue sky, Living on your western shore, Saw summer sunsets, I asked for more, I stood by your Atlantic sea, And I sang a song for Ireland https://sirjools.podomatic.com/entry/2008-07-19T11_07_13-07_00 https://www.podomatic.com/podcasts/sirjools/episodes/2008-07-19T11_07_13-07_00 Sat, 19 Jul 2008 18:07:13 +0000 2013-12-05 2013-12-05 https://www.podomatic.com/podcasts/sirjools/episodes/2008-07-19T11_07_13-07_00 jools m irish,music 279 no Walking all the day near tall towers where falcons build their nests Silver wings they fly, They know the call for freedom in their breasts, Saw Black Head against the sky Where twisted rocks they run down to the sea Living on your western shore, Saw summer sun sets, I asked for more, I stood by your Atlantic Sea, And i sang a song for Ireland Drinking all the day, In old pubs where fiddlers love to play, Saw one touch the bow, He played a reel that seamed so grand and gay, I stood on dingle beach and cast, In wild foam for Atlantic bass, Living on your western shore, Saw summer sunsets, I asked for more, I stood by your Atlantic Sea, And sang a song for Ireland Talking all the day, With true friends who try to make you stay, Telling jokes and news, Singing songs to while the time away, Watched the galway salmon run, Like silver dancing, darting in the sun, living on your western shore, Saw summer sunsets, I asked for more, I stood by your Atlantic Sea, And i sang a song for Ireland Dreaming in the night, I saw a land where no-one had to fight, Waking in your dawn, I saw you crying in the morning light, sleeping where the falcons fly, They twist and turn all in your air-blue sky, Living on your western shore, Saw summer sunsets, I asked for more, I stood by your Atlantic sea, And I sang a song for Ireland Walking all the day near tall towers where falcons build their n... I'M A FREEBORN MAN OF THE TRAVELLING PEOPLE (Ewan McColl) I'm a freeborn man of the travelling people got no fixed abode with no mat I am numbered country lanes and by ways were always my ways I'v never fancied being lumbered well we knew the woods and the resting places and the small bird sang when winter time was over then we'd pack our load and be on the road they were good times for the rover in the open ground you could stop and linger for a week or two for time was not your master then away you'd jog with your horse and dog nice and easy no need to go faster and sometimes we'd meet up with other people hear the news or else swap family information at the country fair's we'd be meeting there all the people of the travelling nation I've made willow creels and the heather besoms and I'v even done some begging and some hawkin' and I've lain there spent rapped up in my tent and I'v listened to the old folks talking All you freeborn men of the travelling people every tinker rolling stone and gypsy rover winds of change are blowing old ways are going your travelling days will soon be over. I'm a freeborn man of the travelling people got no fixed abode with no mat I am numbered country lanes and by ways were always my ways I never fancied being lumbered https://sirjools.podomatic.com/entry/2008-07-16T04_58_23-07_00 https://www.podomatic.com/podcasts/sirjools/episodes/2008-07-16T04_58_23-07_00 Wed, 16 Jul 2008 11:58:23 +0000 2013-12-05 2013-12-05 https://www.podomatic.com/podcasts/sirjools/episodes/2008-07-16T04_58_23-07_00 jools m kelly,luke 232 no I'M A FREEBORN MAN OF THE TRAVELLING PEOPLE (Ewan McColl) I'm a freeborn man of the travelling people got no fixed abode with no mat I am numbered country lanes and by ways were always my ways I'v never fancied being lumbered well we knew the woods and the resting places and the small bird sang when winter time was over then we'd pack our load and be on the road they were good times for the rover in the open ground you could stop and linger for a week or two for time was not your master then away you'd jog with your horse and dog nice and easy no need to go faster and sometimes we'd meet up with other people hear the news or else swap family information at the country fair's we'd be meeting there all the people of the travelling nation I've made willow creels and the heather besoms and I'v even done some begging and some hawkin' and I've lain there spent rapped up in my tent and I'v listened to the old folks talking All you freeborn men of the travelling people every tinker rolling stone and gypsy rover winds of change are blowing old ways are going your travelling days will soon be over. I'm a freeborn man of the travelling people got no fixed abode with no mat I am numbered country lanes and by ways were always my ways I never fancied being lumbered I'M A FREEBORN MAN OF THE TRAVELLING PEOPLE (Ewa... https://sirjools.podomatic.com/entry/2008-07-15T05_32_58-07_00 https://www.podomatic.com/podcasts/sirjools/episodes/2008-07-15T05_32_58-07_00 Tue, 15 Jul 2008 12:32:58 +0000 2013-12-05 2013-12-05 https://www.podomatic.com/podcasts/sirjools/episodes/2008-07-15T05_32_58-07_00 jools m podcast,raglan,road,sirjoolss 250 no