The Bard of Armagh-Clancy Brothers

[ti:The Bard of Armagh] [ar:Clancy Brothers] [al:Beautiful Ireland] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Bard of Armagh - Clancy Brothers [00:04.12]Oh list to the lay of a poor Irish Harper [00:11.69] [00:13.97]And scorn not the strains of [00:17.68]His old withered hand [00:20.37] [00:22.28]But remember his fingers [00:25.72] [00:27.17]They once could move sharper [00:29.98] [00:32.46]To raise up the memory of [00:37.03]His dear native land [00:39.70] [00:42.71]At a fair or a wake [00:45.00] [00:45.86]I could twist my shillelagh [00:48.24] [00:50.88]Or trip through a jig with [00:53.64]My brogues bound with straw [00:55.93] [00:57.80]And all the pretty colleens in [01:02.83]The village or the valley [01:05.33] [01:07.98]Loved their bold Phelim Brady [01:11.07] [01:12.73]The bard of Armagh [01:15.04] [01:18.98]How I long to muse on the days of my boyhood [01:26.65] [01:29.48]But four score and three years have flitted since then [01:36.05] [01:38.56]But they bring sweet reflections as every young joy should [01:46.05] [01:48.36]For the merry hearted boys make the best of old men [01:55.46] [01:58.85]And when sergeant death in his cold arms shall embrace me [02:07.68] [02:09.82]And lull me to sleep with sweet Erin go Bragh [02:16.76] [02:19.04]By the side of my Kathleen my young wife then place me [02:28.74] [02:31.51]Then forget Phelim Brady the bard of Armagh