Biography:
The Waterboys is a British celtic band formed in 1983 by Scottish musician Mike Scott. Their songs, largely written by Scott, often contain literary references and are frequently concerned with spirituality. Both the group and its members' solo careers have received much praise from both rock and folk music critics, but The Waterboys as a band has never received the commercial success that some of its members (such as Ian McNabb, leader of The Icicle Works; Trevor Hutchinson, a founding member of Lúnasa; etc) have had independently.
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- Fisherman's Blues
- Fishermans Blues
- The Whole Of The Moon
- A Girl Called Johnny
- A Man Is In Love
- A Pagan Place
- And A Bang On The Ear
- Destinies Entwined
- Didnt We Walk On Water
- Do We Choose Who We Love
- Dont Bang The Drum
- Epiphany On Mott Street
- Everybody Takes A Tumble
- Glastonbury Song
- Has Anybody Here Seen Hank
- Higher In Time
- How Long Will I Love You
- I Can See Elvis
- If I Was Your Boyfriend
- If The Answer Is Yeah
- Kinkys History Lesson
- Long Strange Golden Road
- Love Walks In
- Mad As The Mist And Snow
- Man What A Woman
- Medicine Bow
- Mister Charisma
- Morning Came Too Soon
- Nashville Tennessee
- Nearest Thing To Hip
- New York I Love You
- November Tale
- Payo Payo Chin
- Peace Of Iona
- Politics
- Raggle Taggle Gypsy
- Rags
- Rare Precious And Gone
- Rosalind You Married The Wrong Guy
- Sante Fe
- September 1913
- She Is So Beautiful
- She Tried To Hold Me
- Spring Comes To Spiddal
- Still A Freak
- Strange Boat
- Suffer
- Sweet Dancer
- The Big Music
- The Connemara Fox
- The Crash Of Angels Wings
- The Girl In The Window Chair
- The Hammerhead Bar
- The Lake Isle Of Innisfree
- The Pan Within
- The Return Of Pan
- Too Close To Heaven
- What Do You Want Me To Do
- When Will We Be Married?
- When Ye Go Away
- White Birds
- Whole Of The Moon
- You In The Sky
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[Intro]
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What need you being come to sense
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But fumble in a greasy till
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And add the halfpence to the pence
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And prayer to shivering prayer until
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You've dried the marrow from the bone
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For men were born to pray and save, pray and save
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Romantic Ireland's dead and gone
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It's with O'Leary in the grave, in the grave
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Yet they were of a different kind
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Those names that stilled your childish play
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They have gone about the world like wind
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But little time had they to pray
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For whom the hangman's rope was spun
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And what, God help us, could they save, could they save?
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Romantic Ireland's dead and gone
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It's with O'Leary in the grave, in the grave
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Was it for this the wild geese spread?
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The grey wing upon every tide
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For this that all that blood was shed
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For this Fitzgerald died
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And Robert Emmet and Wolfe Tone
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All that delirium of the brave of the brave
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Romantic Ireland's dead and gone
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It's with O'Leary in the grave, in the grave
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Yet could we turn the years again
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And we call those exiles as they were
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In all their loneliness and pain
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You'd cry: "Some woman's yellow hair..."
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"Has maddened every mother's son"
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They weighed so lightly what they gave, what they gave
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But let them be, they're dead and gone
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They're with O'Leary in the grave, in the grave
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But let them be, they're dead and gone
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They're with O'Leary in the grave, in the grave
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Romantic Ireland's dead and gone
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It's with O'Leary in the grave, in the grave
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In the grave, in the grave
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In the grave, in the grave
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In the grave, in the grave
[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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What need you being come to sense
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But fumble in a greasy till
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And add the halfpence to the pence
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And prayer to shivering prayer until
[Chorus 1]
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You've dried the marrow from the bone
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For men were born to pray and save, pray and save
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Romantic Ireland's dead and gone
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It's with O'Leary in the grave, in the grave
[Verse 2]
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Yet they were of a different kind
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Those names that stilled your childish play
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They have gone about the world like wind
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But little time had they to pray
[Chorus 2]
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For whom the hangman's rope was spun
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And what, God help us, could they save, could they save?
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Romantic Ireland's dead and gone
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It's with O'Leary in the grave, in the grave
[Verse 3]
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Was it for this the wild geese spread?
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The grey wing upon every tide
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For this that all that blood was shed
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For this Fitzgerald died
[Chorus 3]
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And Robert Emmet and Wolfe Tone
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All that delirium of the brave of the brave
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Romantic Ireland's dead and gone
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It's with O'Leary in the grave, in the grave
[Verse 4]
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Yet could we turn the years again
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And we call those exiles as they were
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In all their loneliness and pain
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You'd cry: "Some woman's yellow hair..."
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"Has maddened every mother's son"
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They weighed so lightly what they gave, what they gave
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But let them be, they're dead and gone
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They're with O'Leary in the grave, in the grave
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But let them be, they're dead and gone
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They're with O'Leary in the grave, in the grave
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Romantic Ireland's dead and gone
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It's with O'Leary in the grave, in the grave
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In the grave, in the grave
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In the grave, in the grave
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In the grave, in the grave
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