CELTIC THUNDER – To Where You Are

Who can say for certain
Maybe you’re still here
I feel you all around me
Your memory’s so clear

Deep in the stillness
I can hear you speak
You’re still an inspiration
Can it be
That you are mine
Forever love
And you are watching over me from up above

Fly me up to where you are
Beyond the distant star
I wish upon tonight
To see you smile
If only for awhile to know you’re there
A breath away’s not far
To where you are

Are you gently sleeping
Here inside my dream
And isn’t faith believing
All power can’t be seen

As my heart holds you
Just one beat away
I cherish all you gave me everyday

‘Cause you are my
Forever love
Watching me from up above
And I believe
That angels breathe
And that love will live on and never leave

Fly me up
To where you are
Beyond the distant star
I wish upon tonight
To see you smile
If only for awhile
To know you’re there
A breath away’s not far
To where you are

I know you’re there
A breath away’s not far
To where you are

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CELTIC THUNDER – You’ve Got A Friend In Me

You’ve got a friend in me
You’ve got a friend in me

When the road looks rough ahead
And you’re miles and miles from your nice warm bed
You just remember what your old pal said
Boy, you’ve got a friend in me
Yeah, you’ve got a friend in me

You’ve got a friend in me
You’ve got a friend in me

You’ve got troubles, well, I’ve got ‘em too
There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for you
We stick together and we see it through
‘Cause you’ve got a friend in me
Yeah, you’ve got a friend in me

Some other folks might be a little bit smarter than I am
Bigger and stronger, too, maybe
But none of them will ever love you
The way I do.
It’s me and you, boy!

And as the years go by
Our friendship will never die
You’re gonna see
It’s our destiny
You’ve got a friend in me

Oh boy!
Yeah, you’ve got a friend in me

That’s right!
Yeah, you’ve got a friend in me

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CELTIC THUNDER – The Galway Girl

Well, I took a stroll on the old long walk
Of a day -I-ay-I-ay
I met a little girl and we stopped to talk
Of a fine soft day -I-ay-I-ay
And I ask you, friend, what’s a fella to do
‘Cause her hair was black and her eyes were blue
And I knew right then I’d be takin’ a whirl
‘Round the Salthill Prom with a Galway girl

We were halfway there when the rain came down
Of a day -I-ay-I-ay
And she asked me up to her flat downtown
Of a fine soft day -I-ay-I-ay
And I ask you, friend, what’s a fella to do
‘Cause her hair was black and her eyes were blue
So I took her hand and I gave her a twirl
And I lost my heart to a Galway girl

When I woke up I was all alone
With a broken heart and a ticket home
And I ask you now, tell me what would you do
If her hair was black and her eyes were blue
I’ve traveled around I’ve been all over this world
Boys I ain’t never seen nothin’ like a Galway girl

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CELTIC THUNDER – Seven Drunken Nights

As I went home on Monday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a horse outside the door where my old horse should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her: “Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that horse outside the door where my old horse should be?”

“Ah, you’re drunk,
You’re drunk, you silly old fool,
Still you can not see
That’s a lovely sow that me mother sent to me.”
“It’s many a day I’ve travelled a hundred miles or more
But a saddle on a sow sure I never saw before.”

And as I went home on Tuesday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a coat behind the door where my old coat should be
So I called me wife and I said to her: “Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that coat behind the door where my old coat should be?”

“Ah, you’re drunk,
You’re drunk, you silly old fool,
Still you can not see
That’s a woollen blanket that me mother sent to me.”
“It’s many a day I’ve travelled a hundred miles or more
But buttons in a blanket sure I never saw before.”

As I went home on Wednesday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a pipe up on the chair where my old pipe should be
So I called his wife and I said to her: “Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that pipe up on the chair where my old pipe should be?”

“Ah, you’re drunk,
You’re drunk, you silly old fool,
Still you can not see
That’s a lovely tin whistle that me mother sent to me.”
“It’s many a day I’ve travelled a hundred miles or more
But tobacco in a tin whistle sure I never saw before.”

And as I came home on a Thursday? …Thursday night as drunk as drunk could be
I-I-I saw two boots beneath the bed where my old boots should be
Well, I called me wife and I says to her: “Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns them boots beneath the bed where my old boots should be?”

“Ah, you’re drunk,
You’re drunk, you silly old fool,
Still you can not see
They’re two lovely geranium pots me mother sent to me.”
“Well, it’s many a day I’ve travelled a hundred miles or more
But laces in geranium pots I never saw before.”

Well, as I went home on Friday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a head upon the bed where my bald head should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her: “Would you kindly tell to me
Who owns that head upon the bed where my old head should be?”

“Ah, you’re drunk,
You’re drunk, you silly old fool,
Still you can not see
That’s a baby boy that me mother sent to me.”
“Well, it’s many a day I’ve travelled a hundred miles or more
But a baby boy with his whiskers on sure I never saw before.”

“Ah, you’re drunk,
You’re drunk, you silly old fool,
Still you can not see
That’s a baby boy that me mother sent to me.”
“Well, it’s many a day I’ve travelled a hundred miles or more
But a baby boy with his whiskers on sure I never saw before.”

“But a baby boy with his whiskers on sure I never saw before.”

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CELTIC THUNDER – She’s Always A Woman

She can kill with a smile
She can wound with her eyes
She can ruin your faith with her casual lies
And she only reveals what she wants you to see
She hides like a child,
But she’s always a woman to me

She can lead you to love
She can take you or leave you
She can ask for the truth
But she’ll never believe you
And she’ll take what you give her, as long as it’s free
Yeah, she steals like a thief
But she’s always a woman to me

Oh, she takes care of herself
She can wait if she wants
She’s ahead of her time
Oh, and she never gives out
And she never gives in
She just changes her mind

And she’ll promise you more
Than the Garden of Eden
Then she’ll carelessly cut you
And laugh while you’re bleedin’
But she’ll bring out the best
And the worst you can be
Blame it all on yourself
Cause she’s always a woman to me

Oh, she takes care of herself
She can wait if she wants
She’s ahead of her time
Oh, and she never gives out
And she never gives in
She just changes her mind

She is frequently kind
And she’s suddenly cruel
She can do as she pleases
She’s nobody’s fool
But she can’t be convicted
She’s earned her degree
And the most she will do
Is throw shadows at you
But she’s always a woman to me

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CELTIC THUNDER – Somewhere Over The Rainbow

Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high
There’s a land that I’ve heard of
Once in a lullaby

Somewhere over the rainbow
Skies are blue
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true

Someday I’ll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
Away above the chimney tops
That’s where you’ll find me

Somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly
Birds fly over the rainbow
Why then, oh, why can’t I?

If happy little bluebirds fly
Beyond the rainbow
Why, oh, why can’t I?

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CELTIC THUNDER – Song For The Mira

Out on the Mira on warm afternoons
Old men go fishing with black line and spoons
And if they catch nothing they’ll never complain
I wish I was with them again.

As boys in the boats call to girls on the shore
Teasing the ones that they dearly adore
And into the evening the courting begins
I wish I was with them again.

[Chorus:]
Can you imagine a piece of the universe
More fit for princes and kings?
I’ll trade you ten of your cities
For Marion Bridge and the pleasure it brings

Out on the Mira on soft summer nights
Bonfires blaze to the children’s delight
They dance ’round the flames singing songs with their friends
I wish I was with them again

And over the ashes the stories are told
Of witches and werewolves and Oak Island gold
The stars on the river they sparkle and spin
I wish I was with them again

[Chorus]
Can you imagine a piece of the universe
More fit for princes and kings?
I’ll trade you ten of your cities
For Marion Bridge and the pleasure it brings

Out on the Mira the people are kind
They’ll treat you to home-brew and help you unwind
And if you come broken you’ll see that you mend
I wish I was with them again

Now I’ll conclude with a wish you go well
Sweet be your dreams, and your happiness swell
I’ll leave you here, for my journey begins
I’m going to be with them again.
I’m going to be with them again.

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