Biografia:
Christopher Andrew 'Christy' Moore (born 7 May 1945, Newbridge, County Kildare, Ireland) is a popular Irish folk singer, songwriter, and guitarist. He is well known as one of the founding members of Planxty. His first album, Paddy on the Road (a minor release of 500) was recorded with Dominic Behan (brother of Brendan) in 1969. In 2007, he was named as Ireland's greatest living musician in RTÉ's People of the Year Awards[1].
Moore was originally a bank employee who wanted to express himself using traditional music.
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Outras músicas:
- Natives
- Spancil Hill
- The Lakes Of Pontchartrain
- A Pair Of Brown Eyes
- Aisling
- All I Remember
- Allende
- Among The Wicklow Hills
- Apair Of Brown Eyes
- Arthur Macbride
- As I Roved Out
- Back Home In Derry
- Barrowland
- Biko Drum
- Black Is The Colour
- Black Jack County Chain
- Bright Blue Rose
- Casey
- City Of Chicago
- Cliffs Of Dooneen
- Continental Ceili
- Cry Like A Man
- Delirium Tremens
- Does This Train Stop On Merseyside
- Dunnes Stores
- El Salvador
- Fairytale Of New York
- Faithful Departed
- Follow Me Up To Carlow
- Galtee Mountain Boy
- Go Move Shift
- Hey Sandy
- Irish Ways And Irish Laws
- John Odreams
- Johnny Dont Go To Ballincollig
- Joxer Goes To Stuttgart
- Lakes Of Pontchartrain
- Lisdoonvarna And Ill Tell Me Ma
- Little Musgrave
- Mary From Dungloe
- Matty
- Missing You
- Motherland
- My Little Honda 50
- Nancy Spain
- No Time For Love
- North And South Of The River
- On Morecambe Bay
- One Last Cold Kiss
- Only Our Rivers Run Free
- Ordinary Man
- Quiet Desperation
- Reel In The Flickering Light
- Ride On
- Scapegoats
- Smoke And Strong Whiskey
- So Do I
- St Brendans Voyage
- The Boy From Tamlaghduff
- The Contender
- The Craic Was Ninety In The Isle Of Man
- The Curragh Of Kildare
- The Dying Soldier
- The Mad Lady And Me
- The Night Visit
- The Time Has Come
- The Two Conneeleys
- The Voyage
- They Never Came Home
- Tyrone Boys
- Veronica
- Viva La Quinta Brigada
- Weekend In Amsterdam
- Welcome To The Cabaret
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
[Verse]
G C
It fell upon a holy-day
G
As many in the year,
G C
Musgrave to the church did go
G C G
to see fine ladies there
[Verse]
G C
And some were dressed in velvet red
G
and some in velvet pale
G C
And then in came Lord Barnard's wife,
G C G
The fairest among them all.
[Verse]
G C
She cast an eye on Little Musgrave,
G
full bright as the summer sun;
C
Said Musgrave unto himself
G C G
"This lady's heart have I won."
[Verse]
G C G
I have loved you fair lady
G
for long and many's the day
G C G
and I have loved you little Musgrave
G C G
though never a word did say
[Verse]
G C
'I have a bower at Bucklesfordberry,
G
It's me hearts delight
G C
I'll take you back there with me
G C G
If you'll lie in my arms all night.'
[Verse]
G C
But standing by was a little footpage,
G
From the lady's coach he ran.
G C
'Although I am my lady's page,
G C G
I am Lord Barnard's man.
[Verse]
G C
'Lord Barnard shall know of this,
G
Whether I sink or swim;'
G c
And everywhere the bridges were broke,
G C G
He'd enter the water and swim.
[Verse]
G C G
" Lord Barnard, my Lord Barnard,
G
you are a man of life,
G C G
but Musgrave he's at Bucklesfordberry,
G C G
Asleep with your wedded wife.'
[Verse]
G C
'If this be true, me little footpage,
G
This thing that you tell me,
G C
All the gold in Bucklesford Berry
G C G
Gladly I'll give to thee.
[Verse]
G C
'But if this be a lie, thou little foot page,
G
This thing that you tell me,
G C
From the highest tree in Bucklesfordberry,
G C G
Hanged you shall be.'
[Verse]
G C G
"Go saddle me the black he said
G
go saddle me the grey
G C G
and sound you not your horns," he said
G C G
"lest our coming you betray"
[Verse]
G C
But there was a man in Lord Barnard's train
G
Who loved the little Musgrave
G C
and he blew his horn both loud and shrill
G C G
'Away, Musgrave, away.'
[Verse]
G C
'I think I hear the morning cock,
G
I think I hear the jay;
G C
I think I hear Lord Barnard's men,
G C G
And I wish I was away.'
[Verse]
G C
'Lie still, lie still, thou Little Musgrave,
G
And hug me from the cold;
G C
'It's only a shepherd's boy,
G C G
A-bringing his flock to fold.
[Verse]
G C
'Is not your hawk upon it's perch?
G
Your steed eats oats and hay;
G C
And You've a lady in your arms,
G C G
And yet you'd go away?'
[Verse]
G C
So he's turned around and he's kissed her twice
G
and then they fell asleep
G C
when they awoke Lord Barnard's Men
G C G
were standing at their feet.
[Verse]
G C G
"How do you like me bed?" he said, and
G
"How do you like me sheets?"
G C G
"And how do you like me fair lady ,
G C G
that lies in you arms asleep?"
[Verse]
G C
"It's well I like your bed," he said
G
" and great it gives me pain,
G C
I would gladly give a hundred pounds
G C G
to be on yonder plain.'
[Verse]
G C
So slowly, so slowly he got up
G
So slowly he put on
G C
Slowly down the stairs
G C G
Thinking to be slain.
[Verse]
G C G
Rise up rise up,little Musgrave,
G
rise up and then put on;
G C G
It shall not be said in fair Ireland
G C G
that I slayed a naked man.
[Verse]
G C
'There are two swords down at my side,
G
and dear they cost my purse;
G C
And you shall have the best of them,
G C G
And I will take the worse.'
[Verse]
G C
The first rook that Musgrave struck
G
It hurt Lord Barnard sore;
G C
But the next rook that Lord Barnard struck,
G C G
Little Musgrave ne'er struck more.
[Verse]
G C
Then up and spake the fair lady,
G
from on her bed she lay.'
G C
'Although you're dead, Little Musgrave,
G C G
Still for you I"ll pray.
[Verse]
G C G
"How do you like his cheek?" he said, and
G
"how do you like his chin?
G C G
and how do you like his dead body,
G C G
now there's no life within."
[Verse]
G C
"It's well I like his cheek" she said,
G
"and more I want his chin,
G C
It's more I love his dead body, than
G C G
all your kith and kin."
[Verse]
G C
He's taken out his long,long sword,
G
to strike the mortal blow,
G C
and through, and through the lady's heart
G C G
the cold steel it did go
[Verse]
G C
'A grave, a grave,' Lord Barnard cried,
G
'To put these lovers in;
G C
But put my lady on the upper half,
G C G
For she came from better kin.'
[Verse]
G C
'For I've just killed the finest knight
G
That ever rode a steed;
G C
And I've just slain the fairest lady
G C G
That ever did a woman's deed."
[Verse]
G C
It fell upon a holy-day
G
As many's in the year,
G C
Musgrave to the church did go
G C G
to see fine ladies there
G C
It fell upon a holy-day
G
As many in the year,
G C
Musgrave to the church did go
G C G
to see fine ladies there
[Verse]
G C
And some were dressed in velvet red
G
and some in velvet pale
G C
And then in came Lord Barnard's wife,
G C G
The fairest among them all.
[Verse]
G C
She cast an eye on Little Musgrave,
G
full bright as the summer sun;
C
Said Musgrave unto himself
G C G
"This lady's heart have I won."
[Verse]
G C G
I have loved you fair lady
G
for long and many's the day
G C G
and I have loved you little Musgrave
G C G
though never a word did say
[Verse]
G C
'I have a bower at Bucklesfordberry,
G
It's me hearts delight
G C
I'll take you back there with me
G C G
If you'll lie in my arms all night.'
[Verse]
G C
But standing by was a little footpage,
G
From the lady's coach he ran.
G C
'Although I am my lady's page,
G C G
I am Lord Barnard's man.
[Verse]
G C
'Lord Barnard shall know of this,
G
Whether I sink or swim;'
G c
And everywhere the bridges were broke,
G C G
He'd enter the water and swim.
[Verse]
G C G
" Lord Barnard, my Lord Barnard,
G
you are a man of life,
G C G
but Musgrave he's at Bucklesfordberry,
G C G
Asleep with your wedded wife.'
[Verse]
G C
'If this be true, me little footpage,
G
This thing that you tell me,
G C
All the gold in Bucklesford Berry
G C G
Gladly I'll give to thee.
[Verse]
G C
'But if this be a lie, thou little foot page,
G
This thing that you tell me,
G C
From the highest tree in Bucklesfordberry,
G C G
Hanged you shall be.'
[Verse]
G C G
"Go saddle me the black he said
G
go saddle me the grey
G C G
and sound you not your horns," he said
G C G
"lest our coming you betray"
[Verse]
G C
But there was a man in Lord Barnard's train
G
Who loved the little Musgrave
G C
and he blew his horn both loud and shrill
G C G
'Away, Musgrave, away.'
[Verse]
G C
'I think I hear the morning cock,
G
I think I hear the jay;
G C
I think I hear Lord Barnard's men,
G C G
And I wish I was away.'
[Verse]
G C
'Lie still, lie still, thou Little Musgrave,
G
And hug me from the cold;
G C
'It's only a shepherd's boy,
G C G
A-bringing his flock to fold.
[Verse]
G C
'Is not your hawk upon it's perch?
G
Your steed eats oats and hay;
G C
And You've a lady in your arms,
G C G
And yet you'd go away?'
[Verse]
G C
So he's turned around and he's kissed her twice
G
and then they fell asleep
G C
when they awoke Lord Barnard's Men
G C G
were standing at their feet.
[Verse]
G C G
"How do you like me bed?" he said, and
G
"How do you like me sheets?"
G C G
"And how do you like me fair lady ,
G C G
that lies in you arms asleep?"
[Verse]
G C
"It's well I like your bed," he said
G
" and great it gives me pain,
G C
I would gladly give a hundred pounds
G C G
to be on yonder plain.'
[Verse]
G C
So slowly, so slowly he got up
G
So slowly he put on
G C
Slowly down the stairs
G C G
Thinking to be slain.
[Verse]
G C G
Rise up rise up,little Musgrave,
G
rise up and then put on;
G C G
It shall not be said in fair Ireland
G C G
that I slayed a naked man.
[Verse]
G C
'There are two swords down at my side,
G
and dear they cost my purse;
G C
And you shall have the best of them,
G C G
And I will take the worse.'
[Verse]
G C
The first rook that Musgrave struck
G
It hurt Lord Barnard sore;
G C
But the next rook that Lord Barnard struck,
G C G
Little Musgrave ne'er struck more.
[Verse]
G C
Then up and spake the fair lady,
G
from on her bed she lay.'
G C
'Although you're dead, Little Musgrave,
G C G
Still for you I"ll pray.
[Verse]
G C G
"How do you like his cheek?" he said, and
G
"how do you like his chin?
G C G
and how do you like his dead body,
G C G
now there's no life within."
[Verse]
G C
"It's well I like his cheek" she said,
G
"and more I want his chin,
G C
It's more I love his dead body, than
G C G
all your kith and kin."
[Verse]
G C
He's taken out his long,long sword,
G
to strike the mortal blow,
G C
and through, and through the lady's heart
G C G
the cold steel it did go
[Verse]
G C
'A grave, a grave,' Lord Barnard cried,
G
'To put these lovers in;
G C
But put my lady on the upper half,
G C G
For she came from better kin.'
[Verse]
G C
'For I've just killed the finest knight
G
That ever rode a steed;
G C
And I've just slain the fairest lady
G C G
That ever did a woman's deed."
[Verse]
G C
It fell upon a holy-day
G
As many's in the year,
G C
Musgrave to the church did go
G C G
to see fine ladies there
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