Bantry Bay-The Irish Tenors

[ti:Bantry Bay] [ar:John McDermott] [al:The Essential Collection] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Bantry Bay - The Irish Tenors [00:14.40]As I'm sitting all alone in the gloaming [00:19.22] [00:21.39]It might have been but yesterday [00:23.57] [00:27.42]That we watched the fisher sails all homing [00:32.61] [00:33.70]Till the little herring fleet at anchor lay [00:38.66]Then the fisher girls with baskets a swinging [00:42.81] [00:44.67]Came running down the old stone way [00:49.63] [00:51.24]Every lassie to her sailor lad was singing [00:56.44] [00:57.81]A welcome to Bantry Bay [01:00.70] [01:04.38]Then we heard the pipers sweet note running [01:11.03]And all the lassies turned to hear; [01:14.48] [01:16.65]As they mingled with a soft voice crooning [01:22.70]Till the music floated down the wooden pier [01:27.93]Save you kindly Colleens all said the piper [01:33.02] [01:33.79]Hands across the trip while I play [01:38.98] [01:41.31]And a tender sound of song and merry dancing [01:46.38] [01:48.05]Stole softly over Bantry Bay [01:52.36] [01:58.66]As I'm sitting alone in the gloaming [02:05.73]The shadows of the past draw near [02:11.07]And I see the loving faces round me [02:17.09] [02:18.22]That used to glad the old brown pier [02:22.33] [02:24.36]Some are gone upon their last homing [02:30.07] [02:31.04]Some are left but they are old and gray [02:40.27]And we're waiting for the tide in the gloaming [02:46.27] [02:47.65]To sail upon the Great Highway [02:54.34]To the land of rest unending [03:03.11] [03:05.89]All peacefully from Bantry Bay