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Arranged tor allelectronic keyboards by Kenneth Baket.

OMPLETE KEYBOARD PLAYEF

A superb compilation of seventeen popular songs from Ireland arranged tor all electronic keyboards by Kenneth Baker.

c ludes suggested registrations, flngerlng and Iyrlcs, plus chord symbols and charts.

VELVET BAND MacNAMARA'5 BANI DMUSSELS TH MOUNTAINS OF MOURN (LONDONDERRY ) PEG 0' MY HEAR

N PHIL THE FLUTEI YOU HOMEAGAlN KATHLEEN THE SPINNING WHEE

THETOWN I LOVED SO wn THE WILD COLONIAL BO'

I G GYPSY (THE GYPSY ROVD WHEN IRISH EYES ARE SMIUN

The Black Velvet Band 6 Cockles And Musseis 10

Danny Boy (Londonderry Air) 34 Forty Shades Of Green 24

GalwayBay 8 1'11 Take You Horne Again Kathleen 30

IrishEyes 4 The lrish Rover 12

MacNarnara's Band 36 The Mountains OfMourne 14

Peg O' My Heart 32 PhilThe Fluter 28

The Spinning Wheel 22 TheTown I Loved So We1116

When Irish Eyes Are Smiling 26 Whistling Gypsy (The Gypsy Rover) 18

TheWild Colonial Boy 20

Chord Charts 39.40

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IRISH EYES Words & Music by Hank Locklin and George Carroll

© Copyright 1974 Sawgrass Music Publishing Incorporated, USA. Acuff-Rose Music Limited, 25 James Street, Londen Wl. All Rights Reserved. International Copyright Secured.

Voice: human voice Rhythm: 8 beat Tempo: medium 0=92)

INTRO

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Verse 2: To stroll again Antrim's GIens and see the waterfall; To sleep beneath the mystic hills in dear old Donegal. Or walk the shores of Eireann and hear the seagulls cry, But most of all to look into your lovely Irish eyes.

Verse 3: To hear again those Shandon bells ringing heavenly, Beside the laughing waters of the lovely Lee. Or listen to the ocean and the wind that sighs, But most of all to see again your smiling Irish eyes.

Verse 4: In dr~s I see your angel face that aches my lonely heart; The memory when I told you we would have to part. I can't forget that moming when we said goodbye; I can't forget those teardrops in your lrish eyes. I love you and I need you, my lovely Irish eyes.

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THE BLACK VELVET BAND Traditional

© Copyright 1999 Dorsey Brothers Music Limited, 8/9 Frith Street. London Wl. All Rights Reserved. International Copyright Seeured.

Voice: trompet Rhythm: march 6/8 Tempo: medium 0.=88)

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hand. On the ve - ry first day that I met-__ her, bad cresc.

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luck to the Black Vel - vet Band. Her eyes they shone__ like

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dia-monds, you'd-- think she was queen of the land. With her

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up with a black vel - vet band. 2.'Twas Land. mp rsropmytbmf

Verse 2: 'Twas in the town of Tralee an apprentice to trade I was bound, With a-plenty of bright antusement to see the days go round; Till misfortune and trouble came over me, which caused me to stray from my land, Far away from my friends and relations, to follow the Black Velvet Band.

Verse 3: Before the judge and the jury the both of us had to appear, And a gentleman swore to the jewellery - the case against us was clear, For seven years transportation right unto Van Dieman's Land, Far away from my friends and relations, to follow her Black Velvet Band.

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Verse 4: Oh all you brave young Irish lads, a warning take by me, Beware of the pretty young damsels that are knocking around in Tralee; They'll treat you to whiskey and porter, until you're unable to stand, And before you have time for to leave them, you are ooto Van Dieman's Land.

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GALWAY BAY Words & Music by Dr. Arthur Colahan

© Copyright 1947 by Box & Cox Publications Limited. Published by permission of McCullough Pigott Limited, 11/13 Suffo1k Street, Dublin, Eire. All Rights Reserved. International Copyright Secured.

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Voice: horn Rhythm: 8 beat Tempo: fairly slow 0=84)

INTRO

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may-be at the clo-sing of your day, you will sit and watch the moon rise 0 - ver cresc.

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Clad - dagh, and see the sun go down on Gal- way Bay. 2. lust to mpmf

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hear a- gain the rip-ple of the trout-stream; the wo-men in the mea-dows ma-king

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hay. And to sit be - side a turf fire in the ca - bin, and cresc.

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Verse 3: For the breezes blowing o'er the seas from Ireland Are perfumed by the heather as they blow. And the women in the uplands diggin' praties, Speak a language that the strangers do not know.

Verse 4: For the strangers came and tried to teach us their way, They scorned us just for being what we are. But they might as weH go chasing after moonbeams, Or light a penny candle from astar.

l-erse 5: An~ if there' s going to be a life hereafter, And somehow I am sure there's going to be, I will ask my God to let me make my heaven In that dear land across the Irish Sea.

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COCKLES AND MUSSELS Traditional

© Copyright 1999 Dorsey Brothers Music Limited, 8/9 Prith Street, London WJ. All Rights Reserved. International Copyright Secured.

Voice: accordion Rhythm: waltz Tempo: medium 0=92)

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Verse 2: She was a fishmonger, but sure 'twas no wonder, For so were her father and mother before. And they each wheeled their barrow thro' streets broad and narrow, Crying, "Coekles and musseis, alive alive o!"

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Verse 3: \ She died bf a fever, and no one could save her, And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone. Now her ghost wheels her barrow thro' streets broad and narrow, Crying, "Coekles and musseis, alive alive o!"

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THE IRISH ROVER Traditiopal

© Copyright 1999 Dorsey Brothers Music Limited, 8/9 Frith Street, London Wl. All Rights Reserved. International Copyright Secured.

Voice: flute Rhythm: 8 beat Tempo: medium (.=96)

INTRO

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drove---- her. She had twen - ty three masts, and she stood sev' -ral blasts, and they cresc.

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Verse 2: There was Barney Magee, from the banks of the Lee, There was Hogan, from County Tyrone; There was Johnny McGurk, who was scared stiff of work, And a chap from Westmeath named Malone. There was Slugger O'Toole, who was drunk as a role, And fighting Bill Tracy from Dover. And your man Mick McCann from the banks of the Bann Was the skipper on the Irish Rover.

Verse 3: We had one million bags of the best Sligo rags, We had two million barrels of bone; We had three millio.n bales of old nanny goats' tails, We had four million barrels of stone. We had five million hogs and six million dogs, And seven million barrels of porter; We had eight million sides of old blind horses' hides In the hold of the lrish Rover.

Verse 4: We had sailed seven years when the measles broke out, And oUr ship lost her way in a fog. And the\,whole of the crew was reduced down to two, ''!Was myself and the captain's old dog. Then the ship struck a rock, 0 Lord, what a shock, And nearly tumbled over; Tumed nine times around, then the poor old dog was drowned. I'm the last of the Irish Rover.

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THEMOUNTAINS OF MOURNE Words & Music by Percy French & Houston Collisson

© Copyright 1999 Dorsey Brothers Music Limited, 8/9 Frith Street, London WL All Rights Reserved, International Copyright Secured,

Voice: c1arinet Rbythm: waltz Tempo: medium (J=92)

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1. Oh Ma ry, this Lon - don's a won - der ful

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sight, wid the peo - pIe here wor - kin' by day and by

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night. They don't sow po ta - toes, nor bar - ley, nor

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wheat, but there's gangs 0' them dig - gin' for gold in the

street. At least when I axed them, that's

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Verse 2: 1 believe that when writin', a wish you expressed As to how the fine ladies in London were dressed, WeIl if you'll believe me, when asked to a ball, Faith, they don't wear a top to their dresses at all. Oh, I've seen them meself, and you could not, in thrath, Say if they were bound for a ball or a bath. Don't be startin' them fashions now, Mary Macree, Where the mountains o'Mourne sweep down to the sea.

Verse 3: I've seen England's King from the top of a bus, 1 never knew him, tho' he means to know us. And tho' by the Saxon we once were oppressed, Still 1 cheered (God forgive me), 1 cheered with the rest. And now that he's visited Erin's green shore, We'll be much better friends than we've been heretofore, When we've got all we want we're as quiet as can be Where the mountains o'Moume sweep down to the sea.

Verse 4: You remember young Peter O'Loughlin, of course? WeIl now he is here at the head 0' the force. 1 met him today, 1 was crossin' The Strand, And he stopped the whole street wid wan wave of his hand. And t4ere we stood talking of days that are gone, While the whole population of London looked on. But for llJI these great powers he's wishful, like me, To be back where dark Mourne sweeps down to the sea.

Verse 5: There's beautiful girls here, oh, ni ver mind. Wid beautiful shapes nature niver designed. And lovely complexions all roses and crame, But O'Loughlin remarked wid regard to the same. "That if those roses you venture to sip, The colours might al1 come away on your Hp." So 1'11 wait for the wild rose that's waitin' for me, Where the mountains of Mourne sweep down to the sea. IS

THE TOWN I LOVED SO WELL Words & Music by Phil Coulter

© Copyright 1980 Four Seasons Music Limited, Killarney House, Killarney Road, Bray, Co, Wicklow, IrelandlPhil Coulter, All Rights Reserved, International Copyright Secured,

Voice: piano Rhythm: 8 beat Tempo: medium ()=96)

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horne in the train, run-ning up the dark- lane; past the

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Verse 2: In the early morning the shirt faetory horn Called women from Creggan, the Moor, and the Bog. While the men on the dole played a mother's role: Fed the ehildren and then walked the dog. And when times got tough there was just about enough, And they saw it through without eomplaining. For deep inside was a burning pride In the town I loved so weIl.

Verse 3: There was musie there in the Derry air,

\Like a language that we aIl eould understand. I remember the day that I earned my first pay, When I played in a small pick-up band. There I spent my youth, and to tell you the truth, I was sad to leave it all behind me, For I'd learned about life, and I'd found a wife, In the town I loved so weIl.

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Verse 4: But when I've returned how my eyes have burned To see how a town eould be brought to its knees By the armoured ears and the bombed-out bars, And the gas that hangs on to every breeze. Now the army's instalIed by that old gas yard wall, And darnned barbed wire gets higher and higher, With their tanks and their guns, oh my God, what have they done To the town I loved so weIl?

Verse 5: Now the musie's gone, but they earry on, For their spirit's bruised, never broken. They will not forget, but their hearts are set On tomorrow, and peaee onee again. For what's done is done, and what's won is won, And what's lost is lost and gone forever, I ean only pray for a bright brand new day, In the town I love so well.

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WHISTLING GYPSY (THE GYPSY ROVER) Words & Music by Leo Maguire

© Copyright 1951 Waltons Musical Instrument Galleries Ltd, 2-5 North Frederick Street. Dublin I, Ireland. All Rights Reserved. International Copyright Secured.

Voice: oboe Rhythm: 8 beat Tempo: medium 0=116)

INTRO

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Verse 2: She left her father's castle gate, She left her fair young lover; She left her servants and her state, To follow the gypsy rover.

Verse 3: Her father saddled up his fastest steed, He ranged the valleys over; He sought his daughter at great speed, And the whistling gypsy rover.

Verse 4: He came at last to a mansion fine, Down by the river Clady; And there was music and there was wine, For the gypsy and his lady.

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Verse 5: "He is no gypsy, father dear, But lord of these lands all over; I'm going to stay 'til my dying day With my whistling gypsy rover."

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THE WILD COLONIAL BOY Traditional. Arranged by Joseph M. Crofts

, © Copyright 1950 Waltons Musical Instrument Galleries Ltd, 2-5 North Frederick Street, Dublin I, lreland. All Rights Reserve<!. International Copyright Secured.

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Verse 3: Verse 6: At the early age of sixteen years One moming on the Prairie wild He left his native horne, lack Duggan rode along, And to Australia's sunny land While listening to the mocking bird, He was inc1ined to roam. Singing a cheerful song. He robbed the rich, and he helped the poor, Out jumped three troopers, fierce and grim, He stabbed lames MacEvoy; Kelly, Davis and Fitzroy; A terror to Australia was They all set out to capture him, The wild colonial boy. The wild colonial boy.

Verse 4: Verse 7: For two more years this daring youth "Surrender now, lack Duggan, come! Ran on his wild career; You see there' s three to one! With a head that knew no d/Ulger, Surrender in the Queen's name, sir! And a heart that knew no fear. You, are a plundering son!" He robbed outright the wealthy squires, lack drew two pistols from his side, And their arms he did destroy; And glared upon Fitzroy, And woe to all who <iared to fight "1'11 fight, but not surrender!" cried The wild colonial boy. . The wild colonial boy.

\ Verse 5: Verse 8: He loved the Prairie and the Bush He fired a shot at Kelly, Where rangers rode along; Which brought him to the ground; With his gun stuck in its holster deep, He frred point blank at Davis, too, He sang a merry song. Who fell dead at the sound. But if a foe once crossed bis track, But abullet pierced his brave young heart, And sought bim to destroy, From the pistol of Fitzroy; He'd get sharp shootin' sure from lack, And that was how they captured him, The wild colonial boy. The wild colonial boy.

THE SPINNING WHEEL Words & Music by John Prands Waller & Delia Murphy

© Copyright 1950 Waltons Musical Instrument Galleries LId, 2-5 North Frederick Street, Dublin I, lreland, All Rights Reserved, International Copyright Secured.

Voice: harp Rhythm: 6/8 ballad Tempo: slow 0.=54)

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Verse 2: "Eileen, a chara*, I hear someone tapping," '''Tis the ivy, dear mother, against the glass flapping." "Eily, I surely hear somebody sighing," "'Tis the sound, mother dear, of the autumn winds dying."

Merrily, cheerily, noisily whirring (etc.)

Verse 3: "What' s that noise that I hear at the window I wonder?" "'Tis the little birds chirping the holly-bush under." "What makes you be pushing and moving your stool on?" "And singing all wrong that old song of Coolin?"

Merrily, cheerily, noisily whirring (etc.)

Verse 4: There's a form at the casement, the form of her true love, And he whispers with face bent, "I'm waiting for you, love. "Get up on the stool, through the lattice step lightly, "And we'll rove in the grove while the moon's shining brightly."

Merrily, cheerily, noisily whirring (etc.)

Verse 5: The maid shakes her head; on her lips lays her fingers, Steals up from the seat, longs to go and yet lingers. A frightened glance turns to her drowsy grandmother, Puts one foot on the stool, spins the wheel with the other.

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Verse 6: Lazily, easily, swings now the wheel round, Slowly and lowly is heard now the reel's sound. Noiseless and light to the lattice above her, The maid steps, then leaps to the arms of her lover.

Slower, and slower, and slower the wheel swings. Lower, and lower, and lower the reel rings. Ere the reel and the wheel stopped their spinning and moving, Through the grove the young lovers by moonlight are roving.

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FORTY SHADES OF GREEN Words & Music by Johnny Cash

© Copyright 1961 by Southwind Music Incorpora!ed, USA. Carlin Music Corporation, Iron Bridge House, 3 Bridge Approach, London NWI for the United Kingdom, British Commonwealth (excluding Canada and Australasia), Israel and the Republic of Ireland. All Rights Reserved. International Copyright Secured.

Voice: guitar Rhythm: swing TemPo: fairly fast 0=144)

VERSES

1.1 elose my eyes and pic - ture the em - 'raId of the (2.) wish that I could spend an hour at Dub - Hn's chur-ning

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[!]7 [I]~ j~ 'E2J I r' D 3r tU I zJ J 3J J

sea, * from the fish ing boats at Din - gle, * to the surf. I'd-- love to watch the farm - er drain the

~7 [!]7 [I]

shores of Dun a dee. I miss the ri ver bogs, and spade the turf. To see a - gain the

mf mp

[!1

Shan - non, and the folks at Skib - ber een. The thatch - ing .of the straw the wo - men glean. I'd

[I] \

0 7 [!]7

moor - land, and the mid - lands, with their for - ty shades of walk from Cork to Liam to see the for - ty shades of

mf

24

CHORUS

@] guitar to clarinet [!] @]7

~ 11 ~~ ~: 1 :j j ~j: 2)~ IJ J ~ ~ green. ( But most of all I miss a girl in green. mp

@] [!] @] 0 ~ ..

1

Tip - pe - ra ry Town. And most of all I ~ J sr IJ. Jl ~1 ~ J 1 2J J sr' p

0 [!] @] 0 7 @]7 @]7 clarinet to guitar

J ) J JJ. 2) 1 ~ 4J1~ r r r J miss her lips as soft as ei der - down. A ­

mf

@] [!]

1~ J. 2) J J J J J ~ sr 1 r J f J gain I want to see and do the things we've done and

@] 0 7

J ~ s[jJ 1 .cl J ~~ r r r' p 3J J

seen; where the breeze is sweet as Sha - li - mar, and there's

\

2.@]l.@] @]7~ @]7 , ::;-­

I~ • 14 14

for - ty shades of green. 2. I green. Impf stop rhythm

25

WHEN IRISH EYES ARE SMILING Words by George Graff & Chauncey Olcott. Music by Emest Ball

© Copyright 1912 M. Witmark & Sons, USA. B. Feldman & Company Limited. 127 Charing Cross Roed, London WC2 (75%) & Redwood Music Limited. Iron Bridge House. 3 Bridge Approach, London NW1 (25%). All Rights Reserved. International Copyright Secured.

Voice: trumpet Rhythm: waltz Tempo: medium 0=100)

[EJ7

When I rish eyes are

mp

F

smi ling,-----__ sure, it's . lilre a

0 ,~ sr l(r r" Ir J

* mom in spring. In the

[!] 0 ,~ 4r r I r r r Ir

lilt of I rish laugh ter,

'\

@]7 [!]7

you can hear the an gels

26

~ ~7 0 , l,d J "­~~ J- LW sr

sing. When I rish

~7

hearts are hap py,------ all the

0 " 1 1 ~~ 2F I r r r'

world seems bright and gay.

@]7to brass ensemble

And when I rish eyes are

mJ' cresc.

7 70 sr , 2r--- --­~~ r 2Mr Ir r r1 1

smi ling, sure, they steal your

, \

r.-...~7 0 ::>­

sr 1F'>~~ r 1 I~ 11

heart a way. I stoprhythmff

PHIL THE FLUTER Words & Music by Percy French

© Copyright 1999 Dorsey Brothers Music Limited, 8/9 Frith Slreet, London Wl. All Rights Reserved, International Copyright Secured.

Voice: flute Rhytbm: swing Tempo: medium 0=112)

VERSES [I] [!J [I]

• ~ I 3J. j J. j "1 .J*~ .Xi ll: J. j J. jSt' J r- 'D 3i JI

---...;

1. Have you heard of Phil the Flu - ter, of the town of Bal - ly-muek? The-­mf

[!]7 [I]*IJ. J J. j'[ I F' [I.J j j. .J ,-}l 'I,PO rJ. JJ jT ~ r; I times were go - ing hard with hirn, in fact, the man was bruk', so he just sent out a no - tiee to his

neigh - bours one and all, as- how he' d like their eom·pa·ny that eve - ning at a ball. And­

[!] ~

f'~~ 'E LI r lJ IT ; F' t .f J .J IJ Ir ! when wri - tin' out he was eare - ful to sug-gest to them: if they found a hat of bis eon­

~7 [!]7 [I] [!] ~ [I]

*r ~

f IJ "1\ )1 sr ;t- ~. " [-4ftu Ir; F';.l .9J

va - niant to the door, the more they put when - e - ver he re - ques - ted them, "The

CHORUS

[!]7 add violin [I]

bet ter would the mu - sie be for bat - ther-in' the floor." With the toot of the flute, and the

28 f

I

[!]7

twid die of the fid - die, 0, hop - ping in the mid - die, like a her - rin' on a grid - die, 0,

[!] [!] 0 7 ~

~,J J 'EJ F JJ. j.p ~ '~~ I'E' ! r jf,J. H. iJl Up down, hands a - rown' , eross - ing to the wall. Oh! __ had - n't we the gai - e- ty at

1.2.3. 4.

[!] [!]7 [!] [!]cut violin

-r I l1li r

Phil the Flu - ter's Ball! 2. There was Phil the Flu - ter's Ball!

I!if

Verse 2: There was Misther Denis Dogherty, who kept "The Runnin' Dog"; There was litde erooked Paddy from the Tiraloughett bog. There were boys from ev'ry Barony, and girls from ev'ry "art", And the beautiful Miss Bradys in a private ass an' eart. And along with them eame bouncing Mrs Cafferty, Little Miekey Mulligan was also to the fore. Rose, Suzanne, and Margaret O'Rafferty, The flow'r of Adrumgullion and the Pride of Pethravore.

With the toot of the flute, (etc.)

Verse 3: First Httle Micky Mulligan got up to show them how, And then the widow Cafferty steps out and makes her bow. "I eould dance you off your legs," sez she, "As sure as you were born "If you'll only make the piper play: 'The Rare Is In The Corn.'" So Phil plays up to the best of his ability, The lady and gentleman begin to do their share, While young Mick was a 'prancing with agility, Deerepit Mrs Cafferty was leapin' like a hare!

With the toot of the flute, (etc.)

Verse 4: Then Phil the fluter tipped a wink to little crooked Pat, "I think it's nearly time," sez he, "For passin' round the hat." So Paddy did the neeessary, looking mighty eute, sez "Ye've got to pay the piper when he toothers on the flute." Then all joined in wid the greatest joviality, Covering the Buckle and the Shuffle and the Trent. Jigs were daneed, of the very finest quality, The widow found a husband, and the fluter found the rentl

With the toot ofthe flute, (etc.)

stop rhythm

29

I'LL TAKE YOU HOME AGAIN KATHLEEN Words & Music by Thomas P. Westendorf

© Copyright 1999 Dorsey Brothers Music Limited, 8/9 Frith Street, London WI. All Rights Reserved. International Copyright Secured.

Voice: violin solo Rhythm: 8 beat Tempo: fairly slow (J=72)

VERSES @]7ITJ ITJ

IJ ... J-p e 11: zJ JJ d J MJ I 4r 4J

1. 1'11 take you horne a - gain, Kath - leen; * a (2.) know you love rne, Kath - leen, dear. Your

mf

@]7~ ITJt& J l zlJ J J J I(q)J IJ

cross the 0 cean wild and wide. * To heart was e ver fond and true. I

ITJ

where your heart has e ver been, Since al ways feel when you are near, that

@] @]7 @]

~& IJ. 4p sJ MJ J J I 4r first you were rny bon ny bride. * The

r life holds no - thing, dear, but you. The

'\ mp

@]7~ ITJ

ro ses all have left your cheek; I've smiles that once you gave to rne, I

30

[!]7

watch'd them fade a - way and die. Your scarce ly e ver see them now; tho'

*~

~

when the fields are fresh and green,

0 ~7 1.0 to solo violin

11 ... I

voice ma

[!]

JJ. tears dark

CHORUS

0

1

f

~

J. where

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is ny,

l be - dim

'ning sha ­

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will

l your

sad ma ­

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J

take

[!]7

z#J heart

0 7

when - e'er you speak, ny times 1 see

[!]

J J hJ 1 r

your 10 - ving eyes. ~ dow on your brow.

0

you back, Kath leen,

0 3 J J 1 (q)rJ

will find no pain.

[!]

and a

[!]7 violin to string ensemble

* IJ Oh,

to

SF* And

[!]

1 will

2. 0

t..l - 1#

take you to your horne a gain. 2.1 gain. i mf stop rhythm

I

11

31

PEG 0' MY HEART 1 Words & Music by Bryan & Fisher

i

© Copyright 1933 EMI Catalogue Partnershlp & EMI Robbins Catalog Incorporated, USA. Worldwide print rights controlled by Warner Bros. PubllcationsllMP Limited (50%)/ Redwood Music Limited, lron Bridge House, 3 Bridge Approach, London NWI (50%). All Rights Reserved. International Copyright Secured.

Voice: guitar Rhythm: swing

~7

1 J. ~

23 J E J 1.ijt J cl l <F 2J 2

Peg 0' my heart,- I love you, don't let us part,- ­

mf

[I]7~ >­

j~ ~~ 5r' r lW I J ~ J J> ~W J ~ J J> /W ** I love you. I al-ways knew_ it would be you,__

~ ~ [I]7 ~

tFl 11 t .J. j J. ] I .J ,#3,J· J4 l~J ,~w. ,11 ,1 ,j J J=d since I heard your lilt-ing laugh-ter, it's your 1- rish heart I'm af - ter. Peg 0' my heart, ­

f mf

~7

~ ~;, j F J J> j

>­

4J. J zJ I lq1 lJ <F sr' ~Wr>­

your glan - ces make my heart say,-- "How's chan - ces?"

[I]7~ guitar to piano

J!J J J

Come, be my own,- come, make your home-- in my heart.-- ­

f

32

7

Peg 0' my heart,- I love you, mp

@]7 ~ F >­t ~I) 2J J ~> <[ 't 2W J5F' ~l~J r J J" ~W *

we'll ne-ver part,- I love you. Dear lit - tle girl,_

[!]7 ~ ~ [!]7

t ~~ J JJ J. ,J ~ I '[ 'f-li J. j ~.] I J "J ,J, j 4 1\] MJ I sweet lit-tle girl,- sweet - er than the Rose of E - rin, are your win-ning smiles en - dear - in'.

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@]7

Peg 0' my heart,_ your glan - ces with I - rish art,- ­mp

en - trance us, come, be my own,_ come make your home_ in my heart._

cresc.

~========= ff i stoprhythm

33

DANNY BOY (LONDONDERRY AIR) Traditional Irish Melody. Words by Fred E. Weatherly

© Copyright 1999 Dorsey Brothers Music Limited. 819 Frith Street, London WL AU Rights Reserved. International Copyright Secured.

Voice: flute Rhythm: 8 beat Tempo: medium 0=88)

N.C.

1.0h, Dan - ny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are (2.)come, and an the flowers are

P

call ing, from gIen 10 gIen, and dy ing, if I am dead, as

~7 [I] 7

down the moun - tain side. The sum - mer's dead I may weIl be. You'll come and

gone, and all the ro ses fall ing, find the place where I am ly ing,

[I]7

it's you, it's you must go and I must and kneel and say an A ve there for

34

bide. But come you back when me. And 1 shall hear, tho'

mf [!] CE] [!]7 , sr r r r I 3rzr Ir 2r r rI *

sum - mer's in the mea dow, or when the soft you tread a bove me, and all my

[!] CE] ~7~

val ley's hushed and white with snow. grave will warm - er, sweet - er be.

f [!]7 CE] ~7 [!] add flute

~ J sJ, f IJ J J l~' 2~r I :~ J -It's 1'11 be here in sun - shine or in For you will bend and tell me that you

mp

@] ~ ~ ~ ~ sr r, ~tZJJ I; I * 2r Ir r I 'r 'F

sha dow, oh, Dan - ny Boy, oh, Dan - ny love me, and 1 shall sleep in peace un

[!] [!]7 ~ [!] ~ i 1. cutstrings

\Boy, 1 love you so. 2.But when you

til you come to p

[!]~ ~ 2. s

me. t stoprhythm

35

MacNAMARA'S BAND Words by John J. Stamford. Music by Shamus O'Connor

© Copyright 1917 Bdwin Ashdown Limited. 8/9 Frith Street. London Wl. All Rights Reserved. International Copyright Secured.

Voice: clarinet Rhythm: march 6/8 (or swing) Tempo: medium 0.=108)

VERSES

@]

11: sJ P J P I J P J )J I J P J l,I M Hj~ I 1. My name is Mac - na - ma - ra, rm the lea - der of the

mp

~7 @]

--,­~ 12. J )1 I sr p r p I 4r p r p band, and tho' we're small in num - ber, we're the

0 7 1!l7 @]

"tt l j l 13 l )1 ic , i~: I JJ p J kg

>­

best in all the land! Oh! I am the con ­mpf

~:f} J P J P I sJ P J l J)I 12. duc - tor, and we of - ten have to play * with

1!l7 @] 1!l7 ic ic

)1 )),- 4r p r I sr p 1J 2} I lU 5p r all the best mu - si - cian - ers you've heard a - bout to ­

36

[!] BRIDGEto accordion

.. 11

5; .n ; .n ;,- .J5 'I Y 41) I J J PIJ day. When the drums go bang, the cym - bals clang, the

mj'

~7

horns will blaze a - way; Mac - Car - thy puffs the

~7

ould bas - soon, while Doyle the pipes will play. Oh!

f

[!],- 3; J J ; J J I ; J J ; P I 5; p J l Hen - nes - sy Ten - nes - sy toot - des the flute, my word! tis some - thing

mj'

~7 [!] ,_ JJ I ir'fIJ J l' 1 'r p r I.

p IJ 2) grand! Oh, a cre - dit to ould Ire - land, boys, is

\

~7 [!] CHORUSto brass ensemble

,...sp J1 ...

I 2) ., 'f 11 4J. J.'ä rJ r 1~ J J Mac - na - ma - ra's band! Tra - la - la la la,

f

37

0 7

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*- j la

*1 ~.

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zJ.

la

la,

sD r p I LJ. J. I J' j l tra - la la la la. Tra la

@]

4Q #r p I sr Q HP I tj:r la la la la la la la la.

IJ F J J I 4J. J. I sD r p

Tra - la - la la la, * tra - la la

@]7

sr JllJ. I *. 3J l I .3 4Q #r Q I Q r I.

la. Tra - la la la la la la la la la

@]7 1.2. @] 13. @]to clarinet

tra - la - la laI 2. When­ laI i ff mp stop rhythm

Verse 2: Whenever an election's on we play on either side, The way'We play our fine ould airs fiUs Irish hearts with pride. Oh! if poor Tom Moore was living now, he'd make yez understand That none could do hitnjustice like ould "Macnamara's Band".

When the ~ms go bang, (etc. continuing into CHORUS)

Verse 3: We play at wakes and weddings, and at every county ball, And at any great man's funeral we play the "Dead March In Saui". When the Prince of Wales to Ireland came, he shook me by the hand, And said he'd never heard the like of "Macnamara's Band".

When the drums go bang, (etc. continuing into CHORUS) 38

CHORD CHARTS (For Left Hand)

C7 aceompaniment seetion "I

C Cm

accompaniment seetion "I I accompaniment section "I

I H I '.U I.H.I ,BI I H I ~H I.H I~ HI • • 5 2 1 (fingering) 5 2 1 (fingering) 3 2 1 (fingering)

D~ 1- accompaniment section "I I accompaniment sect/on "I

lHln~IH~'Hi • lHIH~.IHI.H~1 4 2 1 (fingering) 4 2 1 (fingering) 5 3 2 1(fingering)

D Dm D7 accompaniment section I accompaniment section

~~I~UIUI~HI IHI~UIUIJnl I accompaniment seetion

•• 5 3 1 (fingering) 5 2 l(fingering) 5 2 1 (fingering)

E~ E~m E~7 I accompanimenr seetion "I I accompaniment seenon "I accompaniment seetion

lUIU~IHI~nl IUI~HIHI'UI IUIU~IHIHfi 4 2 1 (fingering) 4 2 1 (fingering) 5 2 1 (fingering)

E fu ~

accompaniment seetion "I I accompaniment seetion "I accompaniment seetion "I

I[~I~ H.I ~ LI ~ n I H I U LI H.I , H I I U In~ I'-'.1 H" 5 3 1 (fingering) 5 3 1 (fingering) 5 2 1 (fingering)

F ~ n I accompaniment secuon "I I accompaniment .eerlon "I accompaniment seetion "I

lUI~ UI.U IJn I H I H ~ I.H IJ nl I H I.H.~" ~"nI4 2 1(fingering) 4 2 1(fingering) 5 3 1 (fingering)

• •

• •

• •

CHORD CHARTS (For Left Hand)

G~(F#) accompaniment section I

5 3 I (fingering)

G r accompaniment section

5 3 1 (fingering)

A~ 1'- accompaniment seetion I

~!IH~I.HIH" 4 2 1 (fingering)

A r accompaniment section I

~ ~ IH.! IH." '" 5 3 1 (fingering)

B~ . accompaniment section I

•

5 2 1 (fingering)

B accompaniment section

lHI~H.IHI~nl 5 2 1 (fingering)

F#m G~(F#)7 I accompaniment sec:tion I I accompaniment seetion I

IUI~UIHIH!I IUI~UIH.I~UI 5 3 I (fingering) 5 3 1 (fingering)

Gm G7 accompaniment secdon I I accompaniment section I

lUI'.U.IH~UI 5 3 1 (fingering) 5 3 l(fingering)

A~m A~7 I accompaniment seccion I accompaniment seetion

IUIHlIHIH~1 IUIH~~HI~UI 4 2 1 (fingering) 5 3 1 (fingering)

~ ~

I accompaniment seetion I accompaniment seeboD I

I H I ~ UI.H.I"!I I H I U.! I H IH!I5 3 1 (fingering) 5 4 2 (fingering)

B~m B~7 I accompaniment seetion I accompaniment seccion I

IHIJUIHIH!I • 5 2 I (fingering) 3 2 I (fingering)

Bm B7 I accompaniment seetion I accompaniment seetion I

IHI'llIHIH!15 2 I (fingering) 4 3 2 (fingering)