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Damh the Bard - Domeanna
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Damh the Bard - Learning to Fly
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Damh the Bard - Blodeuwedd
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Damh the Bard - Down In The Garden
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Damh the Bard - Fith Fath Song
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Damh the Bard - Morrighan
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Damh the Bard - Pagan Ways
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Damh the Bard - Song of Awen
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Damh the Bard - The Crow Man
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Damh the Bard - The Hills they are Hollow
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Damh the Bard - The Winter King
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Damh the Bard - Willow's Song
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Damh the Bard - Antlered Crown And Standing Stone
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Damh the Bard - Gently, Johnny.
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Damh the Bard - Green fields of france
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Damh the Bard - Grimspound
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Damh the Bard - Isis Unveiled
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Damh the Bard - January Man
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Damh the Bard - Only Human
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Damh the Bard - Raggle Taggle Gypsy
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Damh the Bard - Spirit Of Albion
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Damh the Bard - Taliesin's Song
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Damh the Bard - The Parting Glass
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Damh the Bard - The Wicker Man
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Damh the Bard - Tomb of the King
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Damh the Bard - Twa Corbies
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Damh the Bard - Bonny Black hare
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Damh the Bard - Branwen's Lament
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Damh the Bard - Brighid
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Damh the Bard - Ceridwen and Taliesin
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Damh the Bard - Cloak Of Feathers
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Damh the Bard - Ever with Me
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Damh the Bard - Green And Grey
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Damh the Bard - Hal an Tow
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Damh the Bard - Immrama (A Soul Quest)
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Damh the Bard - Lady of the Silver Wheel
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Damh the Bard - Land of the Ever Young
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Damh the Bard - Land, Sky and Sea
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Damh the Bard - Lughnasadh
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Damh the Bard - Lughnasadh Dance
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Damh the Bard - Matty Groves
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Damh the Bard - Merlin am I
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Damh the Bard - Noon Of The Solstice
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Damh the Bard - Oak, Broom & Meadowsweet
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Damh the Bard - Obsession
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Damh the Bard - On Midwinter's Day
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Damh the Bard - Only Son
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Damh the Bard - Patapan
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Damh the Bard - Pipes of Pan
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Damh the Bard - Samhain Eve
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Damh the Bard - Save Me
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Damh the Bard - Selkie of Sules Skerry
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Damh the Bard - Silent Moon
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Damh the Bard - The Ballad of John Barleycorn
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Damh the Bard - The Cauldron Born
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Damh the Bard - The Cutty Wren
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Damh the Bard - The Dreaming
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Damh the Bard - The Greenwood Grove
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Damh the Bard - The Mabon
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Damh the Bard - The Selkie
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Damh the Bard - The Sons And Daughters (Of Robinhood)
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Damh the Bard - The Sun & The Rose
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Damh the Bard - The Two Magicians
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Damh the Bard - The Wheel
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Damh the Bard - Under a Beltane Sun
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Damh the Bard - When I become the Moon
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Damh the Bard - Wild Mountain Thyme
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Damh the Bard - Winds of Change
Green fields of france
Damh the Bard
Do you mind if I sit down here by your graveside?
And rest for awhile neath the warm summer sun,
I've been walking all day, and I'm nearly done.
And I see by your gravestone you were only 19
When you joined the great fallen in 1916,
Well, I hope you died well and I hope you died clean
Or young Willie McBride, was it slow and obscene?
Did they Beat the drum slowly, did the play the fife lowly?
Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down?
Did the band play The Last Post and chorus?
Did the pipes play the Flowers of the Forest?
Did you leave a wife or a sweetheart behind
In some faithful heart is your memory enshrined?
And, though you died back in 1916,
In that faithful heart are you forever 19?
Or are you a stranger without even a name,
Enclosed forever behind a glass pane,
In an old photograph, torn and tattered and stained,
And fading to yellow in a brown leather frame?
The sun now it shines on the green fields of France;
There's a warm summer breeze that makes the red poppies dance.
And see how the Sun shines from under the cloud
There's no gas, no barbed wire, there's no guns firing now.
But here in this graveyard it's still No Man's Land
The countless white crosses lie mute in the sand
To man's blind indifference to his fellow man.
And to a whole generation that were butchered and damned.
Young Willie McBride, I can't help wonder why
Do all those who lie here know why they died?
Did they believe when they answered "The Cause?"
Did they really believe that this war would end wars?
Well the killing, the suffering, the glory, the pain
The killing, the dying, was all done in vain,
For young Willie McBride, it all happened again,
And again, and again, and again, and again.
