Johnny McEvoy Song Lyrics And Chords
Johnny McEvoy song lyrics, guitar chords and youtube videos. I have guitar chords to most of Johnny's songs here, if anybody can help with the chords for the other songs please send them to me, lets promote Irish music and song, I have been singing the songs of Johnny McEvoy ever since I picked up a guitar. I use the chordpro system . The guitar chords are, in most cases set to the youtube videos. I have a particular fondness for Where My Eileen Is Waiting, The Old Bog Road, Michael and Long Before Your Time, these songs always go down well at sessions, include a few Johnny tunes in your set list, you'll be amazed how many people sing along with them. I have included a video when available. The most popular songs of Johnny's on the site are [1] Michael, [2] Going To California, [3] and The Ballad Of John Williams.
Amy Johnson
The Ballad Of Jack Reilly
The Boston Burglar
The Band Played Red River Valley
The Ballad Of John Williams
Long Long Before Your Time
No Other Love I'll Know
Runaround Angel
Three Score And Ten
Where My Eileen Is Waiting For Me
Sing Me A Song
Staten Island
Matthew
My Old Boat Song
Never Smelt The Roses
When The Rain Comes
Leaves In The Wind
When We Danced To An Old Fashioned Tune
Walk With Angles
Cold Prison Cell
Nora
The Wheels Go 'Round
The Planters Daughter
The Ballad Of Jack Reilly
The Boston Burglar
The Band Played Red River Valley
The Ballad Of John Williams
Long Long Before Your Time
No Other Love I'll Know
Runaround Angel
Three Score And Ten
Where My Eileen Is Waiting For Me
Sing Me A Song
Staten Island
Matthew
My Old Boat Song
Never Smelt The Roses
When The Rain Comes
Leaves In The Wind
When We Danced To An Old Fashioned Tune
Walk With Angles
Cold Prison Cell
Nora
The Wheels Go 'Round
The Planters Daughter
The Johnny McEvoy Story
Michael [ Collins ]
Mursheen Durkin
Long Long Before Your Time
Patrick Sheehan
The Old Bog Road
Those Brown Eyes
The Hills Of Connemara
The Dublin Fusiliers
Haven't Seen You In A Long While
Also included are You Never Learned To Dance and Dreams That Come Easy.
The Gypsy
The Rose Of Mooncoin
The Rose Of Moray
Rich Man's Garden
Soldier On The Hill
You Seldom Come To See Me Anymore
The Famine Song
Tarry Flynn
As Soon As I Can
The Ballad Of Anne Frank
Your So Far Away
Going To California
The Sailor
Lincoln's Army
The Town I Left Behind Me
Michael [ Collins ]
Mursheen Durkin
Long Long Before Your Time
Patrick Sheehan
The Old Bog Road
Those Brown Eyes
The Hills Of Connemara
The Dublin Fusiliers
Haven't Seen You In A Long While
Also included are You Never Learned To Dance and Dreams That Come Easy.
The Gypsy
The Rose Of Mooncoin
The Rose Of Moray
Rich Man's Garden
Soldier On The Hill
You Seldom Come To See Me Anymore
The Famine Song
Tarry Flynn
As Soon As I Can
The Ballad Of Anne Frank
Your So Far Away
Going To California
The Sailor
Lincoln's Army
The Town I Left Behind Me
Below is the list of sheet music / tin whistle notes in an ebook of Johnny McEvoy Songs.
The price is €7.65 and you'll be directed to the download page after purchase .
The Ballad Of Johnny McEvoy Song Lyrics
(Verse 1)
From County Offaly, a young man was born,
With a voice like the dew on a bright summer morn.
Not the rasp of the rebel, nor the roar of the crew,
But a gentle sweet whisper that rang clear and true.
Johnny McEvoy, a name you should know,
He'd take a sad ballad and make it all glow.
With a guitar in hand and a tear in his eye,
He'd sing you a story beneath an Irish sky.
(Chorus)
Oh, Johnny McEvoy, with a lilt and a sway,
He sang to the lovers who'd gone on their way.
He sang of the heartache, the loss, and the pain,
Like a soft-falling whisper of a sweet summer rain.
So raise up your glasses, and sing with a smile,
For the gentle musician from the Emerald Isle.
(Verse 2)
He gave us "The Ballad of Williams"
A soldier's sad tale with nothing to hide.
He sang of the fields where the young men had died,
And a nation's lost innocence, buried inside.
He'd sing of the lonely, the lost, and the true,
And a "Muirsheen Durkin" that felt shiny and new.
He wasn't a poet who’d thunder and fight,
Just a man with a message, and a song in the night.
(Chorus)
Oh, Johnny McEvoy, with a lilt and a sway,
He sang to the lovers who'd gone on their way.
He sang of the heartache, the loss, and the pain,
Like a soft-falling whisper of a sweet summer rain.
So raise up your glasses, and sing with a smile,
For the gentle musician from the Emerald Isle.
(Verse 3)
Now the years have moved on, and the times have all changed,
But his songs still are cherished and loved and arranged.
You'll hear them at weddings, and christenings too,
And in pubs filled with old friends, and tales that are new.
So if you feel lonely or down on your luck,
Just put on some Johnny, and let yourself be struck
By the charm and the kindness that came through his sound,
A true Irish treasure on hallowed ground.
(Chorus)
Oh, Johnny McEvoy, with a lilt and a sway,
He sang to the lovers who'd gone on their way.
He sang of the heartache, the loss, and the pain,
Like a soft-falling whisper of a sweet summer rain.
So raise up your glasses, and sing with a smile,
For the gentle musician from the Emerald Isle.
(Verse 1)
From County Offaly, a young man was born,
With a voice like the dew on a bright summer morn.
Not the rasp of the rebel, nor the roar of the crew,
But a gentle sweet whisper that rang clear and true.
Johnny McEvoy, a name you should know,
He'd take a sad ballad and make it all glow.
With a guitar in hand and a tear in his eye,
He'd sing you a story beneath an Irish sky.
(Chorus)
Oh, Johnny McEvoy, with a lilt and a sway,
He sang to the lovers who'd gone on their way.
He sang of the heartache, the loss, and the pain,
Like a soft-falling whisper of a sweet summer rain.
So raise up your glasses, and sing with a smile,
For the gentle musician from the Emerald Isle.
(Verse 2)
He gave us "The Ballad of Williams"
A soldier's sad tale with nothing to hide.
He sang of the fields where the young men had died,
And a nation's lost innocence, buried inside.
He'd sing of the lonely, the lost, and the true,
And a "Muirsheen Durkin" that felt shiny and new.
He wasn't a poet who’d thunder and fight,
Just a man with a message, and a song in the night.
(Chorus)
Oh, Johnny McEvoy, with a lilt and a sway,
He sang to the lovers who'd gone on their way.
He sang of the heartache, the loss, and the pain,
Like a soft-falling whisper of a sweet summer rain.
So raise up your glasses, and sing with a smile,
For the gentle musician from the Emerald Isle.
(Verse 3)
Now the years have moved on, and the times have all changed,
But his songs still are cherished and loved and arranged.
You'll hear them at weddings, and christenings too,
And in pubs filled with old friends, and tales that are new.
So if you feel lonely or down on your luck,
Just put on some Johnny, and let yourself be struck
By the charm and the kindness that came through his sound,
A true Irish treasure on hallowed ground.
(Chorus)
Oh, Johnny McEvoy, with a lilt and a sway,
He sang to the lovers who'd gone on their way.
He sang of the heartache, the loss, and the pain,
Like a soft-falling whisper of a sweet summer rain.
So raise up your glasses, and sing with a smile,
For the gentle musician from the Emerald Isle.
