3 Comments on “Galway Bay: Bing Crosby”

1. katry Says:

   
   March 17, 2011 at 5:16 pm

   yousendit link:

   https://rcpt.yousendit.com/1071508751/b3d8598abcbec23c5110e1b4374be10c
2. sblake Says:

   
   March 19, 2011 at 12:02 am

   here are the original lyrics that Crosby “depoliticized” in his version

   If you ever go across the sea to Ireland,
   Then maybe, at the closing of your day,
   You can sit and watch the moon rise over Claddagh
   And see the sun go down on Galway Bay.

   Just to hear again the ripple of the trout stream
   The women in the meadow making hay
   Just to sit beside a turf fire in the cabin
   And watch the barefoot gossoons at their play.

   For the breezes blowing o’er the sea from Ireland
   Are perfumed by the heather as they blow
   And the women in the uplands diggin’ praties
   Speak a language that the strangers do not know.

   Yet the strangers came and tried to teach us their ways
   And they scorned us just for bein’ what we are
   But they might as well go chasin’ after moonbeams
   Or light a penny candle from a star.

   And if there is going to be a life hereafter
   And faith, somehow I’m sure there’s going to be
   I will ask my God to let me make my heaven
   In that dear land across the Irish sea.
   I will ask my God to let me make my heaven
   In my dear land across the Irish sea.

   It is, in fact, an English song written by Dr. Arthur Colahan in Leicester in 1947
   • katry Says:

     
     March 19, 2011 at 12:31 am

     sbake,
     I guess it is welcome back for the both of us.

     I didn’t know this was written by an Englishman. I’m not quite sure how I feel about that yet!

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