Before my Grandmother died, I asked her did she know much about what had become of our ancestors in the time of the famine.
She said some of them died here in Ireland. She said some of them went away across the Atlantic on boats. Some of them died on those boats. But some made it to USA. But no one knows how they got on there.
This song reminds me to remember all of this. And share it.
The video I saw of Ronnie Drew singing this song without music has been taken down. As good as this one is, Ronnie didn't need the extras, his magnificent voice and presentation were more than enough.
May God smile on ye, Mr Drew. You made my life the better for hearing your music these twenty years and more.
my grandfather told me this story when i was a young boy,i did not forget his tears and i now sing this song every week accompanied by my banjo,melodian or guitar..thanks shane o mac...everybody cries when i play this song and its a true history lesson compared to the usual history is written by the victors!! history is a greased pig....
Addicting isn't it? It feels a bit like coming back home even if home had nothing but the sadness there. No idea if I'm making sense. It's rare but amazing when a songster speaks your feelings.No idea but I could listen to this every hour for the rest of my days.
Lyrics Part 3. They stole our grain as we died in pain to put upon their tables. The dying covered the dead with sand and danced while they were able While the fiddler played we drank poitin and ate the last of the berries. Then knelt and said the rosary round the mounds of dead we'd buried I saw dark shadows rise up from the sand and dance all around the dunes and they danced the rattling dance of the dead to a set of mournful tunes
Lyrics Part 2 When I watched at the age of four in Eighteen Forty Seven the mounds they built upon the shore. They seemed to point to heaven But the wind and the rain they have worked away. Now the dunes are uneven and the children kick the sand around and the bones they are revealed then My brothers and sisters died. My mother only four and twenty and I alone survived to see the potatoes grow in plenty
Lyrics Part 1 The Dunes By Shane MacGowan (1995) I walked today on the cold grey shore where I watched when I was much younger while they built the dunes upon the sand for the dead from the Great Hunger Although I was a doctor's son I gazed in fear and wonder as they perished from the raging plague that came in from the Great Hunger
Bring a lighted eye to the greyist places in order to translate history to feeling (if my words make any sense there). The light of history, heart, insight into the hearts, weariness, pain and strength of those whove passed before you,, these are things that I am certainly not capable of creating but our man Shane does it consistently. Ronnie does this lovely. Thank you for posting this.
I may be drunk, but this song, time and time again, brings tears to my eyes. It's fucking brilliant!
alongcomesthewind 11 months ago
-scotsovertheborder. This is exactly the a capella version, with horns laid over the top. /watch?v=Z5UH3Iik8Jg
philipwilliamson 1 year ago
may be it was never supposed to meant be on a monday-friday 9-5 basis in the first place????
dinty66 1 year ago
yet more amazing lyrics from macgowan
mod69 2 years ago 2
they man in the pic with ronnie is a bigger legend then him its shane macgowan rip ronnie ill see ya at the ragmans ball in the sky
rricks11 2 years ago
your wake will never stop.
lytsepieter 2 years ago 6
just discovered this vid lol cheers for uploading, Ronnie really is a ledgend
siobhanshamrock 2 years ago
Before my Grandmother died, I asked her did she know much about what had become of our ancestors in the time of the famine.
She said some of them died here in Ireland. She said some of them went away across the Atlantic on boats. Some of them died on those boats. But some made it to USA. But no one knows how they got on there.
This song reminds me to remember all of this. And share it.
Great lyrics.
panthro555 2 years ago 4
Amazing
AKfromUSA 2 years ago
The video I saw of Ronnie Drew singing this song without music has been taken down. As good as this one is, Ronnie didn't need the extras, his magnificent voice and presentation were more than enough.
May God smile on ye, Mr Drew. You made my life the better for hearing your music these twenty years and more.
Scotsovertheborder 3 years ago 3
great song ronnie rip
leckaun 3 years ago 4
Just heard the sad news.
Great song and a fitting tribute.
RIP RONNIE
cheyennecrazyhorse 3 years ago 4
my grandfather told me this story when i was a young boy,i did not forget his tears and i now sing this song every week accompanied by my banjo,melodian or guitar..thanks shane o mac...everybody cries when i play this song and its a true history lesson compared to the usual history is written by the victors!! history is a greased pig....
1871666 3 years ago 4
what a great thing to say ,thank you
Robnbeantown 3 years ago 3
Lyrics Part 4
A crack of lightening split the sky.
The rain on the dunes it poured.
I left them lying where I shot them down
the bailiff and the landlord.
Then I went for a drink in Westport.
I walked today on the cold grey shore
where I watched when I was much younger
while they built the dunes upon the sand
for the dead from the Great Hunger
berryjewell 3 years ago
Thank you for posting the Lyrics ,since I found this tune hear a week ago I have came back every day to listen to it .
Robnbeantown 3 years ago 3
its sunday night in Boston had a few beers and thuouhg i listen to this befour i end the night
Robnbeantown 3 years ago 2
Addicting isn't it? It feels a bit like coming back home even if home had nothing but the sadness there. No idea if I'm making sense. It's rare but amazing when a songster speaks your feelings.No idea but I could listen to this every hour for the rest of my days.
berryjewell 3 years ago 2
thank you for posting this
Robnbeantown 3 years ago 8
berryjewell 3 years ago
Haunting isn't it? Thought some might like to know the lyrics.
berryjewell 3 years ago 2
berryjewell 3 years ago
berryjewell 3 years ago
Nice one Ronnie
paddyginger 3 years ago
Bring a lighted eye to the greyist places in order to translate history to feeling (if my words make any sense there). The light of history, heart, insight into the hearts, weariness, pain and strength of those whove passed before you,, these are things that I am certainly not capable of creating but our man Shane does it consistently. Ronnie does this lovely. Thank you for posting this.
berryjewell 3 years ago
Magic
robroy999999 4 years ago
purely brilliant song
thanks for the post
boxer101180 4 years ago