Old Bog Road-Shannon Singers

[ti:Old Bog Road] [ar:Shannon Singers] [al:40 Best Irish Songs] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Old Bog Road - Shannon Singers [00:09.07]My feet are here on broadway [00:12.39] [00:12.92]This blessed harvest morn [00:16.20] [00:16.92]But oh the ache that's in me [00:20.01] [00:20.67]For the spot where I was born [00:24.64]My weary hands are blistered [00:28.33] [00:28.90]Through work in cold and heat [00:32.39] [00:33.09]And oh to swing a scythe [00:37.23]Through a field of irish wheat [00:40.49] [00:41.22]Had I the chance to wander back [00:45.09]Or own a king's abode [00:48.54] [00:49.16]I'd sooner see the hawthorn tree [00:52.91] [00:53.41]By the old bog road [00:56.85] [00:57.40]My mother died last springtime [01:00.73] [01:01.27]When erin's fields were green [01:04.67] [01:05.33]The neighbours said her waking [01:08.67] [01:09.29]Was the finest ever seen [01:12.79] [01:13.55]There were snowdrops and primroses [01:16.65] [01:17.41]Piled high above her bed [01:20.87] [01:21.47]And ferns church was crowded [01:25.40]When her funeral mass was read [01:28.98] [01:29.61]And here was I on broadway [01:33.14] [01:33.85]A building bricks per load [01:37.03] [01:37.58]When they carried out her coffin [01:41.35]Down the old bog road [01:45.27] [02:10.28]Ah life's a weary puzzle [02:13.83]Past finding out by man [02:17.94]I'll take the day for what it's worth [02:22.14]And do the best I can [02:25.34] [02:26.21]Since no one cares a rush for me [02:30.11]What need is there to moan [02:33.50] [02:34.31]So God be with you Ireland [02:38.26]And the old bog road