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Post by R.E.T.S. on Jul 30, 2011 7:52:35 GMT -5
Oh Lynn yer fine, yer hair is beaut Yer skin perfect an' nose so cute Yer everytin that Ay need You look so nice in forest green
When Ay first heard your laugh, indeed Ah looked up fer sure that Ah'd see'd You flyin' dere wit a harp of gold An' wings unfurled, an' shinin' sword
But dere you were on teh hill instead Wit a ring of daisies atop your head Teh prettiest ting that Ah ever saw So Ah rammed pick in teh ground picked up my paw
Ah spoke at first and you did too You laughed, we laughed, an' Ay loved you Ay asked yer name, you said Lynn Tine An' ya knew exactly what was on me mind
Ah went to yer Pa and he an' Ay talked You an' Ay then went on plenty o'walks We talked at length, but Ah never did know That Rory O'Brian too wanted a go
At least not until he took you away We hunted him down till in peat he lay We found you dere and brought you home And Ahm just now gettin' a moment alone
Dear Lynn Tine, yer always on me mind An' in me heart Ah'll always find Ya atop a hill wit daisies in yer hair Waitin' fer me to hurry an' get there
But now, me Love, I've gotta depart It's tearin' me eye an' breakin' me heart But Ah'v got clan O'Brian teh make cold Fer robbin' me of yer warmth to behold
Dear Lynn Tine, yer always on me mind An' in me heart Ah'll always find You top a hil with daisies in yer hair Waitin' fer me to hurry an' get there Waitin' fer me to hurry an' get there Waitin' fer me to hurry an get there
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Post by echo on Aug 1, 2011 16:46:43 GMT -5
Nice! I loved this. My favorite part was: "Dear Lynn Tine, yer always on me mind An' in me heart Ah'll always find Ya atop a hill wit daisies in yer hair Waitin' fer me to hurry an' get there" Love, love, love that
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Post by R.E.T.S. on Aug 16, 2011 8:47:28 GMT -5
Thanks, Echo! Yeah, I wanted a sort of Irish feel to this one... It came about because I've always wanted to write a so-called "Irish drinking song," and if you know any of those, then you know they're either about fighting or death! lol Anyway- That was the motivation.
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Post by echo on Aug 18, 2011 11:46:57 GMT -5
Thanks, Echo! Yeah, I wanted a sort of Irish feel to this one... It came about because I've always wanted to write a so-called "Irish drinking song," and if you know any of those, then you know they're either about fighting or death! lol Anyway- That was the motivation. :) I love it!! I LOVE Irish drinking songs. Not that I know a lot of them or anything.. but the ones I've heard I like LOL
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Post by penpal on Aug 19, 2011 1:57:41 GMT -5
I wanted to grab a Guinness after reading that! Nice flow. To take that different dialect and create something that seemed to flow with relative ease, I'm green wit envy.
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Post by R.E.T.S. on Aug 19, 2011 3:48:33 GMT -5
Thanks, Penpal! Thank you also for the kind words- When I first wrote it, I didn't think the one line worked: "waitin' fer me to hurry an' get there." Then, when I actually sung it to tune... Well, it flowed quite well, actually. Thanks for reading, and may Irish eyes smile upon ye!
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