Recorded at Shay’s Studio, April 2005
Walking through the Meadows on a rainy day
I am a perfect stranger.
I see somebody coming my way.
He is a perfect stranger.
Recorded at Shay’s Studio, April 2005
Walking through the Meadows on a rainy day
I am a perfect stranger.
I see somebody coming my way.
He is a perfect stranger.
Recorded at Shay’s Studio, April 2005
Also recorded by Patsy Mack, c1995
A hundred years before I saw the light of morn,
In Edinburgh’s Cowgate James Connolly was born.
The streets of Little Ireland were his home for many years,
From the West Port to Saint Mary’s Street, you feel him very near.
Recorded at Shay’s Studio, April 2005
Hey! Don’t you feel that lovely evening sun?
It’s gonna burn all your troubles away.
So what if we didn’t do all that we wanted to get done,
Tomorrow, that’s another day.
Recorded at Shay’s Studio, April 2005
I have someone to thank
But I don’t know who.
The elbow of fate twisted nearly too late
Let me be with you.