The Irish Riviera
I wish I could remember the names
of these two old guys I used to see
when I was a kid and spent my summers
in Rockaway which was known as The Irish Riviera
one of them played the fiddle the other played
the accordion and I think one of them wore
a top hat they just wandered in and out of bars
playing for drinks they were like bums
but I still remember how fine they sounded
[from Irish Musicians/American Friends, Coffee House Press, 1985]
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poem by Terence Winch
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Old Upright Piano
For as long as I remember, when friday night came round
The family would gather out at grandpas house.
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It was then the best time came
At an old upright piano that only grandma played.
She played beautiful dreamer, my wild irish rose;
She never played em perfect, but there was love in every note.
Grandpa sat beside her, in harmony they sang,
At the old upright piano that only grandma played.
Grandpa was a stubborn man, they said it was his style.
Grandma called him ornery, but she said it with a smile.
Even he could not disguise the love he felt so strong;
We all could see it in his eyes when she played his favorite song.
She played beautiful dreamer, my wild irish rose;
She never played em perfect, but there was love in every note.
Grandpa sat beside her, in harmony they sang,
At the old upright piano that only grandma played.
I was almost 17 when my grandma died;
I stayed all night with grandpa; the old man never cried.
He sat at her piano, there was nothing we could say
It was the first time in my life I ever heard my grandpa play.
It wasnt beautiful dreamer or my wild irish rose
It was a song he played from memory & he never missed a note
I sat right there beside him until the morning came
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My Generation: The Good Ole Days
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I remember waiting for Santa on Christmas Eve nights.
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I remember when a Big Red wrapper could make you “sick”
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we would jump to the stars; at least that’s how it seemed.
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but didnt know what to do,
remember all the things we did,
are dreams have finally came true.
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As the dinner tables lay empty for the Irish.
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By a team, that Brother Walfrid called Celtic.
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song performed by by Oleander
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Black Cold Coffee
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cooking up some steam
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black Irish soup
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Will You Remember?
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Will you remember my face?
Will you remember the lipstick I wore?
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Will you remember champagne?
Will you remember the things that weve seen?
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Will you remember the flowers in my hand?
Will you remember my hair?
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I wont remember champagne
I wont remember the things that we swore
I will just love you in vain
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Will you recall?
song performed by by Cranberries
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I shared guitars before I actually got one of my own and played a guy's Silver tone and played another guys Danelectro 12 string and it was at about age 17 that I actually started playing.
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If You're Lucky Enough To Be Irish
If you're lucky enough to be Irish
Then you're lucky enough they say.
I count my Irish blessings,
As I breathe the air each day.
When I'm somewhere o'er the water
Not walking Erin's shore,
I know my resting place will be
In Ireland for evermore.
I have Irish songs on my lips,
And Irish blood in my veins,
So I tell you I'm lucky to be Irish,
And I'll keep telling you over again.
I'm lucky enough to be Irish.
My children who walk by my side,
Will I hope, too feel the calling,
And someday walk Erin's fields wide.
poem by Rosi Caswell
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My Life On A Single Page
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It was ten meters in the air
I remember the first time I played paint ball,
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poem by Ray Racheal Vincent
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Remember I Was Vapour
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Theres nothing here but us
Remember, I was vapour
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Remember, I had friends like you
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Remember, I could end all this
Remember, I have memories
Remember, I need to forget
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Friends are like fiddle-strings and they must not be screwed too tightly.
Remember When
Roy orbison
You think shes an angel
When shes close to you
But you better watch her, buddy
Shell break your heart in two
Yeah, youll wake up one day, and then
Youll look back and say my friend
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I remember when she was in my arms
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So go on, believe
That she wont leave
Yeah, be smart and let her
Let her break your heart
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You can believe everything youve heard
Cos i-i-i-i-i remember when
Yeah i-i-i-i-i remember when
Yeah i-i-i-i-i remember when
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Do you remember...because I do
I remember when you said I love you
I remember when I said yeah me too
I remember when you said love me
I remember when you carved our names in that old oak tree
I remember our first kiss
and I ignored the fact that you missed
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I remember when I stood in front of you dazzled and amazed
I remember the sparkle in your eyes and
I remember the tears you made me cry
I remember when I could never be truly honest with you
I remember me packing, and you asking is there anything that I can do
I remember when I looked into your eyes and
I remember when we said our goodbyes
poem by Mariah Williams
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Day and Night The Piano Played
Day and night the piano played
Never once did the soft notes stray
Over and over on and on they played
During my short stay t
Day and night, night and day
The same soft notes were played
Never did they stray the same notes
Played again and again night and day
The music wandered and wandered
Until with me it stayed
And I began to whistle night and day
The same soft notes over and over
Again and again and again I played
poem by Brian Kilpatrick
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You have to remember that I played longer than anybody else on the main tour; I played until I was 40, and then played another six years or so on the seniors tour.
quote by Jimmy Connors
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It was really amazing. I mean, he'd never mentioned that he played in the symphony, like serious violin playing, not fiddle playing. And he just blew us away.
Eighteen Isn’t Long Enough To Live
I remember how we played on the playground
Giggling as we ate our big stash of candy in the fort.
I remember how we jumped off the big ferry boat
Thinking we were the worlds greatest divers
Even when we did a belly flop.
I remember when we danced to American Bandstand
We all thought we were the best dancers ever.
I remember when you helped me find my Easter basket
When no one else would.
Or you shared your candy with me from Halloween
When mine was all gone.
I remember when you stood up for me
Taking my side
Whenever someone hurt my feelings.
I remember you were the only one I would talk to
When I was having a breakdown,
Because I knew you would listen to me.
Eighteen isn’t long enough to live.
I still don’t understand
Why there is gang violence
And why you were in the wrong place
At the wrong time.
I miss you my brother.
poem by Connie Webb
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Cant Stop The Music
Hes the star of the stage, and he screams all night
cause he cant get to sleep at all
And his favorite book, by the t.v. light, cant stop the matinee,
Hes played it over and over
He cant stop the music, or remember the ending to his song
He played it much too long
All those hard-earned words, that hes fought from his pen
Have been forgotten in some empty hall
And the wide-eyed looks, on those wiped-out faces
Make some dreams in such places over and over
He cant stop the music, or remember the ending to his song
He played it much too long
Wouldnt believe your ears, if he told you what the papers use to say
But that was in his hey-day
Back in his prime he had the fans in line
You should have seen him then, now look at him
His hair is getting thin
Theres one last show before the glory ends
There in the wings, waits his only friend,
The record that he prayed to over and over
He cant stop the music, or remember the ending to his song
He played it much too long
Then we go like this, and we go like that (music)
Then we go like this, and we go like that,
Cant stop the music
Then we go like this, and we go like that (music)
Then we go like this and we go like that.
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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Can't Stop The Music (He Played It Much Too Long)
He's the star of the stage, and he screams all night
'Cause he can't get to sleep at all
And his favorite book, by the T.V. light, can't stop the matinee,
He's played it over and over
He Can't Stop The Music, or remember the ending to his song
He played it much too long
All those hard-earned words, that he's fought from his pen
Have been forgotten in some empty hall
And the wide-eyed looks, on those wiped-out faces
Make some dreams in such places over and over
He Can't Stop The Music, or remember the ending to his song
He played it much too long
Wouldn't believe your ears, if he told you what the papers use to say
But that was in his hey-day
Back in his prime he had the fans in line
You should have seen him then, now look at him
His hair is getting thin
There's one last show before the glory ends
There in the wings, waits his only friend,
The record that he prayed to over and over
He Can't Stop The Music, or remember the ending to his song
He played it much too long
Then we go like this, and we go like that (music)
Then we go like this, and we go like that,
Can't Stop The Music
Then we go like this, and we go like that (music)
Then we go like this and we go like that.
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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