Skibbereen-Chilled Celtic Masters

[ti:Skibbereen] [ar:Chilled Celtic Masters] [al:40 - Worlds Greatest Celtic Chillout -The only chilled celtic album you'll ever need] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Skibbereen - Chilled Celtic Masters [00:46.98]Oh Father dear we'll ofttimes heard you speak of Erin's Isle [01:01.42] [01:02.50]Her lofty scenes her valleys green her mountains rude and wild [01:14.53] [01:15.48]They say it tis a lovely land where in a saint might dwell [01:27.59] [01:28.85]Oh why did you abandon it the reason to me tell [01:43.99] [01:45.63]Oh son I loved my native land with energy and pride [01:59.82] [02:00.99]'Til a blight came over on my croes my sheep my cattle died [02:12.94] [02:14.49]My rent and taxes were so high I could not them redeem [02:26.42] [02:27.94]And that's the cruel reason that I left old Skibbereen [02:40.38] [02:42.54]Oh when well do I remember song that bleak December day [02:56.55] [02:57.54]When the sheriff and the landlord came to drive us all away [03:08.56] [03:09.64]They set my car take you roof on fire [03:14.82] [03:15.44]With their cursed English spleen [03:20.66] [03:21.82]And that's another reason that I left old Skibbereen [03:34.30] [03:36.27]Oh your mother too God rest her soul [03:43.76]Lay on the snowy ground [03:49.61] [03:50.77]She fainted in her anguish seeing the desolation all round [04:02.82] [04:04.13]She never rose but passed away from life to immortal dream [04:16.15] [04:17.80]I'm found a quiet grave my boy in dear old Skibbereen [04:31.35] [04:33.55]Oh father dear we'll the day will come when answer to the call [04:45.23] [04:46.14]All Irish men of Freedom Stern will rally one and all [04:56.63] [04:57.54]And I'll be the man to lead the band beneath the flag of green [05:08.05] [05:09.04]And loud and high we'll raise the cry [05:16.01] [05:16.59]Revenge for Skibbereen