When a Nightingale Sang
[Verse 1 — Intimate, thoughtful]
I only went to clear my mind,
To think of what was said,
Some words are easy to forgive,
[Verse 1 — Intimate, thoughtful]
I only went to clear my mind,
To think of what was said,
Some words are easy to forgive,
[Intro: solo Hammond organ, soft]
[Verse 1: sparse, Rhodes and voice only]
I held your hand
You held on too
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He left the schoolroom at fourteen,
No grand goodbye, no in-between,
A butcher’s boy upon his bike,
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Grey road down to Waterford,
Mist upon the hill,
A green welly in the middle,
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I was seven when we left here
On a grey October tide,
With my hand in Daddy's pocket
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He was seven that first summer,
When I took him down the stream,
With a little rod beside him
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We had forty years together,
Mostly laughter, mostly good,
Built a life around each other,
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There's an old road waiting,
Under branches hanging low,
Where the great oaks meet above you,
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There stood an old greenhouse
At the bottom of the lawn,
We'd talked about removing it,
My son gave me thirteen straws
And said, “Dad, you're irresponsible”
I looked at him
He looked at me
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The station lay empty,
The last train was there,
A cold wind was moving
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Friday night down at the local bar,
Same old faces, same old jar,
Darts in the corner, cards being played,
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We don't decide where the morning goes
Or tell the tide which way it flows
We raise the sail
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We slipped from Calais before first light
The Channel grey
The gulls in flight
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The glass fell hard at half past four
The wind backed west
Then backed once more
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I slipped the ropes at break of day
The harbour lights were turning grey
A gull cried somewhere overhead
1. The Last Harvest
2. In Case You Didn't Know
3. Empty Chair at the table
4. Question in the Wind
1. Ghost of a Summer
2. Don't Tell me Lies
3. Bip Bam Baby Doo Wop Ballad
4. The Other Side of the Wall
1. One Front Door at a Time
2. Standing by the Gate
3. 3.17 A.M
4. The Light House Keeper's Wife
1. The Bench by the Harbour
2. The Accordion in the Attic
3. Maggie at the Post Office
4. The Last Bus to Ballymore
1. All the Luck was Mine
2. If I Could Say Hello Again
3. She Thought it Must be Love
4. Father Flynn's Bicycle
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His hands were never handsome,
Knuckles swollen, fingers scarred,
Black beneath the nails on Friday,
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He was twenty-three that winter,
Working cargo on the quay,
Three days tied up in Bergen,
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I keep looking at the mantel,
At the clock we bought one spring,
Funny how the hands keep moving
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Nothing happened today,
The kettle boiled at eight,
The postman pushed two letters through,
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For forty years the telephone rang,
Something leaking, something gone wrong,
“Can you come round?” — “Can you lend a hand?”
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We never saw the moment come,
Never heard it at the door,
One minute life was ordinary,
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There's an old road waiting,
Under branches hanging low,
Where the great oaks meet above you,