Shanagolden lyrics
Liz Madden 🎸The cold winds from the mountain are calling soft to me,
The smell of scented heather brings bitter memories.
A wild and lonely eagle up in the summer sky,
Flies high o'er Shanagolden, where my young Willie lies.
I met him in the winter time when snow was on the ground
The Irish hills were peaceful and love was all around.
Scarcely twenty one years, a young man in his prime.
We were married, darling Willie by the eve of Christmas time.
Do you remember darlin', when we walked the moonlit road
I held you in my arms, love, I would never let you go.
Our hands they were entwined love, all in the pale moonlight,
By the fields of Shanagolden on a lonely winter's night.
Then came the call to arms dear, and the hills they were aflame.
Down from the silent mountains, the Saxon strangers came.
I held you in my arms love, my young heart wild with fear,
By the fields by Shanagolden, in the springtime of the year.
You fought them, darling Willie, all through the summer days.
I heard the rifles firing in the mountains far away
I held you in my arms love, your blood ran free and bright,
And you died in Shanagolden, on a lonely summer's night.
Oh but that was long ago dear, and your son grows fine and tall;
The hills they are at peace again: the Saxon strangers gone.
We'll place the red rose on your grave, by the silvery pale moonlight,
And we'll dream of Shanagolden, on a lonely winter's night.
Song Details
Author: Seán McCarthy (1923–1990) - Irish songwriter from Finuge, County Kerry, Ireland. He was one of 10 children who penned some of Irelands favourite ballads including, Step It Out Mary, Red Haired Mary and In Shame Love, In Shame.
The song shares the same tune as I Gave My Love A Cherry, and The Twelfth of Never.
Brief: The following is a comment by John O'Connor from a YouTube entry in relation to the song:
I always think that this song is one that should be preserved and sung because it is about our freedom... This song is about the time when our country was overrun by Black-and-Tans.
The Black and Tans officially called the Royal Irish Constabulary Special Reserve was a force of Temporary Constables recruited to assist the Royal Irish Constabulary (RIC) to maintain control and fight the Irish Republican Army (IRA) during the Irish War of Independence.
The song tells of a young woman who mourns the loss of her partner Willie, who fought and died for Irish Independence through these troubled times. Years later, she and their fine strong son find solace in the peace that has come with the departure of the British (Saxon) forces.
Glossary:
Shanagolden - a small village located in County Limerick, Ireland.
Saxon - a native of England, or person of English descent, esp. as opposed to an inhabitant of the British Isles of Celtic descent.
Genre: Irish Folk, love, lament
Covers: Paddy Day, Peggy Sweeney, Margo, Catherine O'Connell, Danny Doyle, Paddy Cullen, Dervish, Pat Connery & Liz O Riordan, Wolf & Clover, Kathy Durkin, Daniel & The O'Keeffe Family, Caroline O'Sullivan, Niamh Dunne, Brendan Grace...
Featured Artist: Liz Madden - Irish singer, songwriter and classically trained vocalist renowned for her contributions to Celtic and folk music.
Album: My Irish Home (2010)
Shanagolden Chords
Key: D majorTime Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 115 bpm (♩)
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1. The [D]cold winds from the [G]mountain are [Em]calling soft to [D]me, The [Em]smell of scented [F#m]heather brings [Bm]bitter memo-[A7]ries. The [A]wild and lonely [D]eagle up [Bm]in the summer [A7]sky, Flies [Bm]high o'er Shana-[G]golden, where my [Em]young Willie [D]lies. [G] [D] 2. I [D]met him in the [G]winter time when [Em]snow was on the [D]ground The [Em]Irish hills were [F#m]peaceful and [Bm]love was all a-[A7]round. [A]Scarcely twenty [D]one years, a [Bm]young man in his [A7]prime - [F#7] We were [Bm]married, darling [G]Willie by the [Em]eve of Christmas [D]time.[G] [D] 3. Do [D]you remember [G]darlin', when we [Em]walked the moonlit [D]road I [Em]held you in my [F#m]arms, love, I would [Bm]never let you [A7]go. Our [A]hands they were [D]entwined love, all [Bm]in the pale moon-[A7]light, By the [Bm]fields of Shana-[G]golden on a [Em]lonely winter's [D]night.[G] [D] 4. Then [D]came the call to [G]arms dear, and the [Em]hills they were a-[D]flame. Down [Em]from the silent [F#m]mountains, the [Bm]Saxon strangers [A7]came. I [A]held you in my [D]arms love, my [Bm]young heart wild with [A7]fear, By the [Bm]fields by Shana-[G]golden, in the [Em]springtime of the [D]year. 5. You [D]fought them, darling [G]Willie, all [Em]through the summer [D]days. I [Em]heard the rifles [F#m]firing in the [Bm]mountains far a-[A7]way I [A]held you in my [D]arms love, your [Bm]blood ran free and [A7]bright, And you [Bm]died in Shana-[G]golden, on a [Em]lonely summer's [D]night. Instr: [Bm] - [G] [Em] [D] [A] [A] 6. Oh but [D]that was long a-[G]go dear, and your [Em]son grows fine and [D]tall; The [Em]hills they are at [F#m7]peace again: the [Bm7]Saxon strangers [A7]gone. We'll [A]place the red rose [D]on your grave, by the [Bm7]silvery pale moon-[A7]light - [F#7] And we'll [Bm7]dream of Shana-[G]golden, on a [Em7]lonely winter's [D]night.. .
