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Christy Moore Aisling Lyrics
Total views: 1 time this week / Rating: 8.59/10 [17 votes]Album: Smoke & Strong Wiskey / Original Release Date: 1994-02-14Genre: WorldSong Duration: 3 min 18 sec
Aisling
Christy Moore
Christy Moore
CHRISTY MOORE
- Aisling LyricsSee the bright new moon is rising,
Above the land of black and green
Hear the rebels voices calling,
I will not die 'till you bury me
The aunt upstairs in the bed she is calling,
Why has he forsaken me
Faded pictures in the hallway,
Which one of them brown ghosts is he
Bless the wind that shakes the barley,
Curse the spade and curse the plough
I've counted years and weeks and days,
And I wish to God I was with you now
Fare thee well me black-haired diamond,
Fare thee well me own Aisling
At night fond dreams of you still haunt me,
Far across the grey north sea
And the wind it blows from the North and South,
To the East And to the West
I will be like the wind my love,
For I will know no rest 'till I return to thee
1, 2, 3 telegraph poles,
Standing on the cold black road
The night is fading into morning,
Give us a drop of your sweet poitin
The rain was lashing - the sun was rising,
The wind was howling through the trees
The madness from the mountains crawling,
When I saw you first my own Aisling
Bless the wind that shakes the barley,
Curse the spade and curse the plough
I've counted years and weeks and days,
And I wish to God I was with you now
Fare thee well my black haired diamond,
Fare thee well my own Aisling
At night fond dreams of you still haunt me,
Far across the grey north sea
Above the land of black and green
Hear the rebels voices calling,
I will not die 'till you bury me
The aunt upstairs in the bed she is calling,
Why has he forsaken me
Faded pictures in the hallway,
Which one of them brown ghosts is he
Bless the wind that shakes the barley,
Curse the spade and curse the plough
I've counted years and weeks and days,
And I wish to God I was with you now
Fare thee well me black-haired diamond,
Fare thee well me own Aisling
At night fond dreams of you still haunt me,
Far across the grey north sea
And the wind it blows from the North and South,
To the East And to the West
I will be like the wind my love,
1, 2, 3 telegraph poles,
Standing on the cold black road
The night is fading into morning,
Give us a drop of your sweet poitin
The rain was lashing - the sun was rising,
The wind was howling through the trees
The madness from the mountains crawling,
When I saw you first my own Aisling
Bless the wind that shakes the barley,
Curse the spade and curse the plough
I've counted years and weeks and days,
And I wish to God I was with you now
Fare thee well my black haired diamond,
Fare thee well my own Aisling
At night fond dreams of you still haunt me,
Far across the grey north sea
Facts about Aisling
Who wrote Aisling lyrics?
Aisling is written by SHANE MACGOWAN.
When was Aisling released?
Aisling is first released on February 14, 1994 as part of Christy Moore's album "Smoke & Strong Wiskey" which includes 10 tracks in total. This song is the 3rd track on this album.
Which genre is Aisling?
Aisling falls under the genre World.
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Songwriter(s): SHANE MACGOWAN
Record Label(s): 1994 Newberry Recording
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