Lyr Req: My Own Native Land (f/Cherish the Ladies)

Subject: My Own Native Land by Cherish the Ladies
From: katlaughing
Date: 09 Mar 00 - 01:40 PM

Anyone know the words to this? Thanks

Subject: Lyr Add: THE SHORES OF AMERIKAY^^
From: Sorcha
Date: 10 Mar 00 - 12:42 PM

kat, this has the phrase in it, but (apparently) there is a tune Titled My Native...no luck yet. Also, maybe this is the one that "Dying in Amerikay" wanted??
Thanks to Chester O. Cook for this lyrics ---------------------------------------------------------

THE SHORES OF AMERIKAY

I'm bidding farewell to the land of my youth
and the home I love so well.
And the mountains so grand round my own native land,
I'm bidding them all farewell.
With an aching heart I'll bid them adieu
for tomorrow I'll sail far away,
O'er the raging foam for to seek a home
on the shores of Amerikay.

It's not for the want of employment I'm going,
It's not for the love of fame,
That fortune bright, may shine over me
and give me a glorious name.
It's not for the want of employment I'm going
o'er the weary and stormy sea,
But to seek a home for my own true love,
on the shores of Amerikay.

And when I am bidding my last farewell
the tears like rain will blind,
To think of my friends in my own native land,
and the home I'm leaving behind.
But if I'm to die in a foreign land
and be buried so far far away
No fond mother's tears will be shed o'er my grave
on the shores of Amerikay.
^^

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: My Own Native Land by Cherish the La
From: katlaughing
Date: 10 Mar 00 - 04:06 PM

Nope that's not it, Sorcha, but thanks. It sounds beautiful!

Subject: Lyr Add: MY OWN NATIVE LAND^^
From: The Celtic Bard
Date: 01 Apr 01 - 01:48 AM

Kat
katlaughing,
I think that this is the one you want.

MY OWN NATIVE LAND

There's a dear little isle in the westerly ocean
It's an island of beauty, holy and grand
It's name fills its daughters and sons with emotion
When they are at hand on a far distant strand

'Tis Ireland, my country, the birthplace of heroes
The home of the patriot, warrior, and sage
Of bards and of chieftains whose names live in story
May they live forever on history's page

You once were a proud and a glorious nation
Your name and your fame were known all over the world
'Til misfortune came o'er you and sadness elation(?)
Your emerald banner in slavery lay unfurled

They tortured your children, they spoiled your green banner
They tried to exterminate you long, long, long ago
But the Irish are somehow like wild creeping flowers
The faster you pluck them, the quicker they seem to grow

I love every blade of grass green on your mountains
Every leaf on your tree and every rock on your strand
I love your yon valleys and murmuring fountains
I love you, Ireland, my own dear native land

Hope that helps.

Rebecca
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: My Own Native Land by Cherish the La
From: Noreen
Date: 01 Apr 01 - 07:50 AM

sad desolation where you had the question mark, Rebecca, and despoiled your green bowerin the next verse.

I'm sure I've typed this in before, but no time to search now, sorry.

Sing it on PalTalk, kat?

Noreen

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: My Own Native Land by Cherish the La
From: Noreen
Date: 02 Apr 01 - 07:57 AM

Thought I had! Look at this posting atSeeking Irish Lyrics

Noreen

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: My Own Native Land by Cherish the La
From: The Celtic Bard
Date: 09 Apr 01 - 02:14 AM

Thanks, Noreen. I was typing it from memory which I guess was a little hazy.

Kat/katlaughing, I hoped that helped.

Rebecca <><