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    Christy Moore - Beeswing

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    Christy Moore - Ordinary Man

  3. 3

    Christy Moore - Ride On

  4. 4

    Christy Moore - The City Of Chicago

  5. 5

    Christy Moore - Voyage

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    Christy Moore - 1913 Massacre

  7. 7

    Christy Moore - A Pair of Brown Eyes

  8. 8

    Christy Moore - A Stitch In Time

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    Christy Moore - Aisling

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    Christy Moore - All For The Roses

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    Christy Moore - All I Remember

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    Christy Moore - Allende

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    Christy Moore - America, you are not the world

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    Christy Moore - Another song is born

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    Christy Moore - Barrowland

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    Christy Moore - Black Is The Colour

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    Christy Moore - Cabaret

  18. 18

    Christy Moore - Changes

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    Christy Moore - Cliffs Of Dooneen

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    Christy Moore - Companeros

  21. 21

    Christy Moore - Continental Céilídh

  22. 22

    Christy Moore - Delirium Tremens

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    Christy Moore - Don't Forget Your Shovel

  24. 24

    Christy Moore - El Salvador

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    Christy Moore - Fairytale of New York

  26. 26

    Christy Moore - Follow Me Up To Carlow

  27. 27

    Christy Moore - Green Island

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    Christy Moore - Joxer Goes to Stuttgart

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    Christy Moore - Lakes Of Ponchartrain

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    Christy Moore - Least We Can Do

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    Christy Moore - Lisdoonvarna

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    Christy Moore - Lovely Young One

  33. 33

    Christy Moore - Luke Kelly

  34. 34

    Christy Moore - Matty

  35. 35

    Christy Moore - Messenger Boy

  36. 36

    Christy Moore - Missing You

  37. 37

    Christy Moore - Nancy Spain

  38. 38

    Christy Moore - Natives

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    Christy Moore - Only Our Rivers Run Free

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    Christy Moore - Raggle Taggle Gipsy

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    Christy Moore - Remember the Brave Ones

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    Christy Moore - Sonny

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    Christy Moore - Spancil Hill

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    Christy Moore - The Craic Was Ninety In The Isle Of Man

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    Christy Moore - The Curragh Of Kildare

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    Christy Moore - The Reel In The Flickering Light

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    Christy Moore - The Streets Of London

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    Christy Moore - The Time Has Come

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    Christy Moore - The Two Conneeleys

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    Christy Moore - The well below the valley

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    Christy Moore - Viva La Quinta Brigada

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    Christy Moore - Yellow Triangle


Christy Moore

I was 18 when I came to town, they called it the summer of love,
Burning babies burning flags, the hawks against the dove,
I took a job at the steaming, way down on Caldrum Street,
And I Fell in love with a laundry girl that was workin next to me.

Brown hair zig zagged across her face, and a look of half surprise,
Like a fox caught in the headlights, there was animal in her eyes,
She said to me can't you see, I'm not the factory kind,
If you don't take me out of here, I'll surely lose my mind.


She was a rare thing, fine as a bee's wing,
So fine a breath of wind might blow her away,
She was a lost child, she was runnin' wild,
She said 'So long as theres no price on love I'll stay
You wouldn't want me any other way'.

We busked around the market towns fruit pickin down in kent,
We could tinker pots and pans and knives wherever we went.
We were campin down the Gower, and the work was mighty good.
She wouldn't wait for the harvest, I thought we should.

I said to her we'll settle down, and get a few acres dug,
A fire burning in the hearth and babbies on the rug.
She said 'Oh man you foolish man that surely sounds like hell,
You might be lord of half the world, you'll not own me as well'.


We were drinking more in those days, our tempers reached a pitch,
Like a fool I let her run away when she took the rambling itch.
Last I heard she was living rough, back on the Derby beat
A bottle of White Horse in her pocket, a Wolfhound at her feet.

They say that she got married once, to a man called Romany Brown,
Even a gypsy caravan was too much like settlin' down
They say her rose has faded, rough weather and hard booze,
Maybe thats the price you pay for the chains that you refuse.

She was a rare thing, fine as a bee's wing
I miss her more than ever words can say,
If I could just taste all of her wildness now,
If I could hold her in my arms today,
I wouldn't want her any other way.

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