Where Did All The Folk n Ballad Singers Go Lyrics And Chords
This song was written by Jody Gallagher and recorded by Conal Gallen. It's about the lack of ballad singers left in Ireland. Over the last 10 years or so there's been a steady decline in the amount of ballad groups playing the pub circuit. It would appear that Irish Country Music has taken over the live music scene in Ireland. An Irish folk song.
Where did all the folk and ballad singers go
No more we'll hear the Seagull nor Mary From Dungloe No Poc Ar Buile or even Will You Go Lassie Go Where did all the folk and ballad singers go. Well The Dubliners and Ronnie Drew Makem and The Clancy Crew Were all the music I heard as a boy Now all the gays are into Kylie Celtic fans of Paddy Reilly When he sings about The Fields Of Athenry And wine bars selling Cabrioolet Beaujolais and Chardonnay Punters wearing smart armani suits Well their far removed from local pubs From a pint of stout and a gang of cubs And their aran sweaters fiddles and their flutes. When someone would burst into song And everyone would sing along And we'd all try to do the best we can Without the aid of substances Like ecstasy or cannabis And the Craic Was 90 In The Isle Of Man. Where did all the folk and ballad singers go No more we'll hear the Seagull nor Mary From Dungloe No Poc Ar Buile or even Will You Go Lassie Go Where did all the folk and ballad singers go. Well Planxty and THe Bothy Band Played every corner of the land From Mullingar to Dingle and Listowel With bouzouki pipes and mandolines And Christy and Liam Og O' Flynn Now there was sex and drugs and rock and roll Ah we learned the words and we played the tunes In pubs and bars and living rooms And everyone would shout ''Fine Girl Ye Are'' Now to Louis Walshe's great delight It's West Life morning noon and night How easy it's become to be a star But give me the beat of an old bodhran And someone singing Slievenamon And then I'd really know that I'm in luck Well if ballads are not your cup of tea Then maybe you would rather see Brendan Bowyer doing the Hucklebuck. Where did all the folk and ballad singers go No more we'll hear the Seagull nor Mary From Dungloe No Poc Ar Buile or even Will You Go Lassie Go Where did all the folk and ballad singers go. Well me mother always said take care Keep the faith and say your prayers And every now and then go to confession And God will grant you your desires So Lord before they all retire Lets round them up and have one final session Oh a might night of song and dance We'd have Paul Brady Liam Clancy Franie Gavin playing with Matt Mollow With six hand reels and waltzes slow And step we galy on we go And Shane MacGowan choking Danny Boy Ah the craic would be good and the pints would flow And no one would ever want to go Ah give us one last verse of Fiddlers Green And the only way to stop the groove To get them up and to make them move Would someone start to play Amhrán na bhFiann. Where did al; the folk and ballad singers go No more we'll hear the Seagull nor Mary From Dungloe No Poc Ar Buile or even Will You Go Lassie Go Where did all the folk and ballad singers go. |
Here are the guitar chords. Conal Gallen playes the song in Ab
[G]Where did [C]all the folk and ballad [G]singers go No [C]more we'll hear the Seagull nor [F#m]Mary From Dung[D]loe No [C]Poc Ar Buile or even Will You Go Lassie Go Where did [G]all the folk and ballad singers go. [G]Well The Dubliners and Ronnie Drew [C]Makem and THe Clancy Crew Were [D]all the music I heard as a [G]boy Now [D]all the gays are into [G]Kylie Celtic [C]fans of Paddy Reilly When he [D]sings about The Fields Of [G]Athenry And [C]wine bars selling Cabrioolet [G]Beaujolais and Chardonnay Punters wearing [F#m]smart armani [D]suits Well their [G]far removed from local pubs From a [C]pint of stout and a gang of cubs And their [D]aran sweaters fiddles and their [G]flutes. When [C]someone would burst into song And [G]everyone would sing along And we'd all [Ebm]try to do the best we [D]can With[G]out the aid of substances Like [C]ecstasy or cannabis And the [D]Craic Was 90 In The Isle Of [G]Man. Where did [C]all the folk and ballad singers [G]go No [C]more we'll hear the Seagull nor [D]Mary From Dungloe No [C]Poc Ar Buile or even Will You [G]Go Lassie [C]Go Where did [D]all the folk and ballad singers [G]go. [G]Well Planxty and THe Bothy Band Played [C]every corner of the land From Mullin[D]gar to Dingle and Lis[G]towel With bouzouki [C]pipes and mandolines And Christy and Liam Og O' [D]Flynn Now there was sex and drugs and rock and [G]roll Ah we [C]learned the words and we played the tunes In [G]pubs and bars and living rooms And [A]everyone would shout ''Fine Girl Ye [D]Are'' Now to [G]Louis Walshe's great delight It's [C]West Life morning noon and night How [D]easy it's become to be a [G]star But [C]give me the beat of an old bodhran And [G]someone singing Slievenamon And [A]then I'd really [D]know that I'm in luck Well if [G]ballads are not your cup of tea Then [C]maybe you would rather see [D]Brendan Bowyer [C]doing the Huckle[G]buck. Where did [C]all the folk and ballad singers [G]go No [C]more we'll hear the Seagull nor [D]Mary From Dungloe No [C]Poc Ar Buile or even Will You [G]Go Lassie [C]Go Where did [D]all the folk and ballad singers [G]go. [G]Well me mother always said take care Keep the [C]faith and say your prayers And [D]every now and then go to confes[G]sion And God will [A]grant you your desires So Lord be[C]fore they all retire Lets [D]round them up and have one final [G]session Oh a [C]might night of song and dance We'd [G]have Paul Brady Liam Clancy Franie Gavin [C]playing with Matt Mol[D]loy With [G]six hand reels and waltzes slow And [C]step we galy on we go And [D]Shane MacGowan choking Danny [G]Boy Ah the [C]craic would be good and the pints would flow And no [G]one would ever want to go Ah give us one [A]last verse of Fiddlers [D]Green And the [G]only way to stop the groove To [C]get them up and to make them move Would [D]someone start to play Amhrán na [G]bhFiann. Where did [C]all the folk and ballad [G]singers go No [C]more we'll hear the Seagull nor [F#m]Mary From Dung[D]loe No [C]Poc Ar Buile or even Will You [D]Go [C]Lassie Go Where [D]did all the folk and ballad [G]singers go. [Bm]Where did [D]all the folk and ballad [A]singers [G]go |