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The IrishUke EP

by Johnny Bemolle's

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1.
As I was a goin' over the far famed Kerry mountains I met with captain Farrell and his money he was counting I first produced my pistol and I then produced my rapier Saying "Stand and deliver" for he were a bold deceiver Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da Wack fall the daddy-o, wack fall the daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar I counted out his money and it made a pretty penny I put it in me pocket and I took it home to Jenny She sighed and she swore that she never would deceive me But the devil take the women for they never can be easy Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da Wack fall the daddy-o, wack fall the daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar I went up to my chamber, all for to take a slumber I dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure 't was no wonder But Jenny drew me charges and she filled them up with water Then sent for captain Farrell to be ready for the slaughter Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da Wack fall the daddy-o, wack fall the daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar 'twas early in the morning, just before I rose to travel Up comes a band of footmen and likewise captain Farrell I first produced me pistol for she stole away me rapier But I couldn't shoot the water, so a prisoner I was taken Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da Wack fall the daddy-o, wack fall the daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar If anyone can aid me 't is my brother in the army If I can find his station in Cork or in Killarney And if he'll go with me, we'll go rovin' in Kilkenny And I'm sure he'll treat me better than my own a-sporting Jenny Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da Wack fall the daddy-o, wack fall the daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar
2.
I've been a wild rover for many a year And I spent all my money on whiskey and beer, And now I'm returning with gold in great store And I never will play the wild rover no more. And it's no, nay, never, No nay never no more, Will I play the wild rover No never no more. I went to an ale-house I used to frequent And I told the landlady my money was spent. I asked her for credit, she answered me "nay Such a custom as yours I could have any day." And it's no, nay, never, No nay never no more, Will I play the wild rover No never no more. I took from my pocket ten sovereigns bright And the landlady's eyes opened wide with delight. She said "I have whiskey and wines of the best And the words that I told you were only in jest." And it's no, nay, never, No nay never no more, Will I play the wild rover No never no more. I'll go home to my parents, confess what I've done And I'll ask them to pardon their prodigal son. And when they caress me as ofttimes before Sure I never will play the wild rover no more. And it's no, nay, never, No nay never no more, Will I play the wild rover No never no more.
3.
By a lonely prison wall, I heard a young girl calling Michael, they have taken you away, For you stole Trevelyan's corn, So the young might see the morn. Now a prison ship lies waiting in the bay. Low lie the fields of Athenry, Where once we watched the small free birds fly Our love was on the wing We had dreams and songs to sing It's so lonely round the fields of Athenry. By a lonely prison wall, I heard a young man calling Nothing matters, Mary, when you're free Against the famine and the crown, I rebelled, they cut me down. Now you must raise our child with dignity. Low lie the fields of Athenry, Where once we watched the small free birds fly Our love was on the wing We had dreams and songs to sing It's so lonely round the fields of Athenry. By a lonely harbor wall, she watched the last star falling As the prison ship sailed out against the sky For she lived in hope and pray, for her love in Botany Bay It's so lonely round the fields of Athenry. Low lie the fields of Athenry, Where once we watched the small free birds fly Our love was on the wing We had dreams and songs to sing It's so lonely round the fields of Athenry.

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released March 13, 2015

Antonello D'Ippolito - vocals, ukulele, guitar
Elonora Bove - vocals, flutes

Luca "Jontom" Tomassini - vocals, ukulele and all the other stuff

Recorded at YOUkulele Studio in Rome
Mixed, mastered and produced by Jontom
Cover art by Eleonora Bove

www.johnnybemolle.com - www.youkulele.com

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