The Green Fields Around Ferbane Lyrics And Chords
The Green Fields Around Ferbane [ written by John Doyle] lyrics and guitar chords.
and recorded by P.J. Murrihy, Philomena Begley and Dermot O'Brien.
P.J. Murrihy sings this song in the key of F#. The key here is D. [ Genre = Irish folk song lyrics ]Also included is another song by P.J. ''Fiddle And Bow''. This songs about Ferbane Co. Offaly isn't the only one about Offaly included on the site. The Offaly Rover Song by Derek McCormack is included also.
and recorded by P.J. Murrihy, Philomena Begley and Dermot O'Brien.
P.J. Murrihy sings this song in the key of F#. The key here is D. [ Genre = Irish folk song lyrics ]Also included is another song by P.J. ''Fiddle And Bow''. This songs about Ferbane Co. Offaly isn't the only one about Offaly included on the site. The Offaly Rover Song by Derek McCormack is included also.
Fiddle And Bow Lyrics
Bodhran and banjo, fiffle and bow
Heavenly piper in harmony low
Song of a maiden so lovely and fair
Placed in white satin with gold in her hair.
Song of the flowers blowing in the wind
Of mountains and valleys with beauty no end
The highways and byways river and stream
Song of a young man in search of a dream.
So hark to the sound of the fiddle and bow
And the heavenly piper bodhran and banjo
The warm winds of change are beginning to blow
When we dance to the tune of the fiddle and bow.
Song of a people struggled and torn
Where innocent children don't ask to be born
So play ye piper the pipes of peace
So the harsh winds that blow soon will blow with ease.
Bodhran and banjo, fiffle and bow
Heavenly piper in harmony low
Song of a maiden so lovely and fair
Placed in white satin with gold in her hair.
Song of the flowers blowing in the wind
Of mountains and valleys with beauty no end
The highways and byways river and stream
Song of a young man in search of a dream.
So hark to the sound of the fiddle and bow
And the heavenly piper bodhran and banjo
The warm winds of change are beginning to blow
When we dance to the tune of the fiddle and bow.
Song of a people struggled and torn
Where innocent children don't ask to be born
So play ye piper the pipes of peace
So the harsh winds that blow soon will blow with ease.