Biography:
Luke Kelly, (17 November 1940 - 30 January 1984) was an Irish singer and folk musician from Dublin, Ireland, most famous as a member of the band The Dubliners.
Kelly was one of the best-known figures of the Irish folk music movement of the 1960s and 1970s. A Dubliner from the north inner city, he attended O'Connell's Schools before emigrating to Britain in 1958. There he first became involved in the growing international folk music scene in which Ewan MacColl was a central figure, as well as joining the Communist Party of Great Britain.
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The Nightingale
D G A D
As I went a walking one morning in May
A
I met a young couple so fondly did stray
D A
One was a young maid so sweet and so fair
D G A D
And the other was a soldier and a brave grenadier
Chorus
And they kissed so sweet and comforting as they clung to each other
They went arm in arm along the road like sister and brother
They went arm in arm along the road til they came to a stream
And they both sat down together love to hear the nightingale sing
Chor
Well out of his knapsack he took a fine fiddle
He played her such a merry tune that you ever did hear
He played her such merry tunes that the valley did ring
And softly cried the fair maid as the nightingale sings
Chor
Oh I'm off to India for seven long years
Drinking wines and strong whiskeys instead of strong beers
And if ever I return again it will be in the spring
And we'll both sit down together love to hear the nightingale sing
Chor
Well then said the fair maid, will you marry me
Oh no, says the soldier, however can that be
For I've my own wife at home in my own country
And she is the finest little maid that you ever did see
Chor
The Nightingale
D G A D
As I went a walking one morning in May
A
I met a young couple so fondly did stray
D A
One was a young maid so sweet and so fair
D G A D
And the other was a soldier and a brave grenadier
Chorus
And they kissed so sweet and comforting as they clung to each other
They went arm in arm along the road like sister and brother
They went arm in arm along the road til they came to a stream
And they both sat down together love to hear the nightingale sing
Chor
Well out of his knapsack he took a fine fiddle
He played her such a merry tune that you ever did hear
He played her such merry tunes that the valley did ring
And softly cried the fair maid as the nightingale sings
Chor
Oh I'm off to India for seven long years
Drinking wines and strong whiskeys instead of strong beers
And if ever I return again it will be in the spring
And we'll both sit down together love to hear the nightingale sing
Chor
Well then said the fair maid, will you marry me
Oh no, says the soldier, however can that be
For I've my own wife at home in my own country
And she is the finest little maid that you ever did see
Chor
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