And on the boat back on a perfect autumn evening the green and red of mayo was conceived with well known Galway free-spirited minstrel jarir al-majar. It became a song about a year later
Oh the Green and Red of Mayo
I can see it still
It's soft and craggy bogland
It's tall majestic hills
Where the ocean kisses Ireland
And the waves carress it's shore
Oh the feeling it came over me
To stay forever more
Forever more
From it's rolling coastal waters
I can see Croagh Patrick's peak
Where one Sunday every Summer
The pilgrims climb the reek
Where Saint Patrick in it's solitude
Looked down across Clew Bay
And With a ringing of his bell
Called the faithful there to pray
There to pray
Oh take me to Clare Island
The home of Granuaile
It's waters harbour fishes
From the herring to the whale
And now I must depart it
And reality is plain
May the time not pass so slowly
Before I set sail again
Set sail again
The Green and Red of Mayo
I can see it still
It's soft and craggy bogland
It's tall majestic hills
Where the ocean kisses Ireland
And the waves carress it's shore
The feeling it came over me
To stay forever more
Forever more
Copyright: jarir al-majar/l. Moran/d. Carton
We went out to a weekend festival on Clare Island in August 1990 And on the boat back on a perfect autumn evening the green and red of mayo was conceived with well known Galway free-spirited minstrel jarir al-majar. It became a song about a year later Oh the Green and Red of Mayo I can see it still It's soft and craggy bogland It's tall majestic hills Where the ocean kisses Ireland And the waves carress it's shore Oh the feeling it came over me To stay forever more Forever more From it's rolling coastal waters I can see Croagh Patrick's peak Where one Sunday every Summer The pilgrims climb the reek Where Saint Patrick in it's solitude Looked down across Clew Bay And With a ringing of his bell Called the faithful there to pray There to pray Oh take me to Clare Island The home of Granuaile It's waters harbour fishes From the herring to the whale And now I must depart it And reality is plain May the time not pass so slowly Before I set sail again Set sail again The Green and Red of Mayo I can see it still It's soft and craggy bogland It's tall majestic hills Where the ocean kisses Ireland And the waves carress it's shore The feeling it came over me To stay forever more Forever more Copyright: jarir al-majar/l. Moran/d. Carton Explain Request ×
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