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Lukes Gravestone

Cold as the wind
That carried your ghost.
Silent as the songs
That remain unsung.
Lonely As An Echo
From The Jail of Cluain Meala.
Solitary As Your Silhouette
Going Home By Railings
After Closing Time.
Upright And defiant As Your Stance
When You Challenged The Puppets Of Power
"For What Died The Sons Of Roisin!"
Like Your Voice...
Unweathered By Time
This Granite Gravestone.
Your Epitaph - A Simple Claim:
Between The Two Great Mysteries,
Your Place, Your Name.

Luke
Kelly
1940
1984
Dubliner

by john Sheahan

TRIBUTES TO LUKEY-
The time I spent in producing and writing for The Dubliners was maybe the most enjoyable of my career and most productive of my entire career. One of the reasons was Luke Kelly. Had it not been for Luke I might very well not have written songs like 'Scorn Not His Simplicity' and 'The Town I Loved So Well'. The voice I heard in my head while struggling with these songs was unmistakenly Luke's. Luke was no shrinking violet, believe me. If he didn't like a song he'd soon let you know. he was as passionate about his politics and we crossed swords often, in and out of the studio. That said, he didn't have the closed mind that a lot of musicians do. He was very game, and open to new ideas. I remember when I played the piano intro 'Joe Hill', Luke was as delighted as a kid with a new toy. I learned a lot about songs and song writing from Luke, and he breathed life into my songs in a very special way. Even today I can still get goose pimples when I hear that voice again. We will never hear his likes again. -Phil Coulter