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!
The Night Visit - Christy Moore
1. 8 Bar intro.
Am G Am G
Am G Am G
2.
Am G
Who are you, me pretty fair maid
Am G
And who are you, me honey?
Am G
Who are you, me pretty fair maid
Am G
And who are you, me honey?
Am G
She answered me modestly,
G
"Well I am me mammy's darling."
Am
With me too-rye-ah
G
Fal-de-diddle-ah
G
A eye-ree Fal-de-diddle
Am G
Dairy oh
Am G
3.
Am G
Will you come to me mammy's house
Am G
When the moon is shining clearly.
Am G
Will you come to me mammy's house
Am G
When the moon is shining clearly.
Am G
I'll open the door and I'll let you in
G
And divil the one will hear us.
Am
With me too-rye-ah
G
Fal-de-diddle-ah
G
A eye-ree Fal-de-diddle
Am G
Dairy oh
Am G
4.
Am G
So I went to her house in the middle of the night
Am G
When the moon was shining clearly.
Am G
So I went to her house in the middle of the night
Am G
When the moon was shining clearly.
Am G
She opened the door and she let me in
G
And divil the one did hear us.
Am
With me too-rye-ah
G
Fal-de-diddle-ah
G
A eye-ree Fal-de-diddle
Am G
Dairy oh
Am G
5.
Am G
She took me horse by the bridle and the bit
Am G
And she led him to the stable
Am G
She took me horse by the bridle and the bit
Am G
And she led him to the stable
Am G
Saying "There's plenty of oats for a soldier's horse,
G
To eat it if he's able. "
Am
With me too-rye-ah
G
Fal-de-diddle-ah
G
A eye-ree Fal-de-diddle
Am G
Dairy oh
Am G
6.
Am G
And She took me by the lily-white hand
Am G
she led me to the table
Am G
She took me by the lily-white hand
Am G
And she led me to the table
Am G
"There's plenty of wine for a soldier boy,
G
Drink it if you're able. "
Am
With me too-rye-ah
G
Fal-de-diddle-ah
G
A eye-ree Fal-de-diddle
Am G
Dairy oh
Am G
7.
Am G
She got up and she made the bed
Am G
And she made it nice and aisy
Am G
She got up and she made the bed
Am G
And she made it nice and aisy
Am G
Then she took me by the hand
G
Saying “I hope that you are able!”
Am
With me too-rye-ah
G
Fal-de-diddle-ah
G
A eye-ree Fal-de-diddle
Am G
Dairy oh
Am G
8. 8 Bar Lead Break
Am G Am G
Am G Am G
9.
Am G
There we lay till the break of the day
Am G
And divil the one could hear us
Am G
There we lay till the break of the day
Am G
And divil the one could hear us
Am G
She arose and put on her clothes
G
Saying "Darling, you must leave me."
Am
With me too-rye-ah
G
Fal-de-diddle-ah
G
A eye-ree Fal-de-diddle
Am G
Dairy oh
Am G
10.
Am G
When can I return again
Am G
And when might we get married
Am G
When can I return again
Am G
And when might we get married
Am G
When broken shells make Christmas bells
G
We might well get married.
Am
With me too-rye-ah
G
Fal-de-diddle-ah
G
A eye-ree Fal-de-diddle
Am G
Dairy oh
Am G
/*
Notes.
The choruses above I’ve written phonetically
What follows is closer to the original
With me too-ry-ah
Fol-de-diddle-dah
Me Day-re fol-de-diddle
Dai-rie oh.
The final line in 8.
Saying “Blow out the candle!”
was changed to
Saying “I hope that you are able!”
as this version is closer to
the intent of the original song.
*/
1. 8 Bar intro.
Am G Am G
Am G Am G
2.
Am G
Who are you, me pretty fair maid
Am G
And who are you, me honey?
Am G
Who are you, me pretty fair maid
Am G
And who are you, me honey?
Am G
She answered me modestly,
G
"Well I am me mammy's darling."
Am
With me too-rye-ah
G
Fal-de-diddle-ah
G
A eye-ree Fal-de-diddle
Am G
Dairy oh
Am G
3.
Am G
Will you come to me mammy's house
Am G
When the moon is shining clearly.
Am G
Will you come to me mammy's house
Am G
When the moon is shining clearly.
Am G
I'll open the door and I'll let you in
G
And divil the one will hear us.
Am
With me too-rye-ah
G
Fal-de-diddle-ah
G
A eye-ree Fal-de-diddle
Am G
Dairy oh
Am G
4.
Am G
So I went to her house in the middle of the night
Am G
When the moon was shining clearly.
Am G
So I went to her house in the middle of the night
Am G
When the moon was shining clearly.
Am G
She opened the door and she let me in
G
And divil the one did hear us.
Am
With me too-rye-ah
G
Fal-de-diddle-ah
G
A eye-ree Fal-de-diddle
Am G
Dairy oh
Am G
5.
Am G
She took me horse by the bridle and the bit
Am G
And she led him to the stable
Am G
She took me horse by the bridle and the bit
Am G
And she led him to the stable
Am G
Saying "There's plenty of oats for a soldier's horse,
G
To eat it if he's able. "
Am
With me too-rye-ah
G
Fal-de-diddle-ah
G
A eye-ree Fal-de-diddle
Am G
Dairy oh
Am G
6.
Am G
And She took me by the lily-white hand
Am G
she led me to the table
Am G
She took me by the lily-white hand
Am G
And she led me to the table
Am G
"There's plenty of wine for a soldier boy,
G
Drink it if you're able. "
Am
With me too-rye-ah
G
Fal-de-diddle-ah
G
A eye-ree Fal-de-diddle
Am G
Dairy oh
Am G
7.
Am G
She got up and she made the bed
Am G
And she made it nice and aisy
Am G
She got up and she made the bed
Am G
And she made it nice and aisy
Am G
Then she took me by the hand
G
Saying “I hope that you are able!”
Am
With me too-rye-ah
G
Fal-de-diddle-ah
G
A eye-ree Fal-de-diddle
Am G
Dairy oh
Am G
8. 8 Bar Lead Break
Am G Am G
Am G Am G
9.
Am G
There we lay till the break of the day
Am G
And divil the one could hear us
Am G
There we lay till the break of the day
Am G
And divil the one could hear us
Am G
She arose and put on her clothes
G
Saying "Darling, you must leave me."
Am
With me too-rye-ah
G
Fal-de-diddle-ah
G
A eye-ree Fal-de-diddle
Am G
Dairy oh
Am G
10.
Am G
When can I return again
Am G
And when might we get married
Am G
When can I return again
Am G
And when might we get married
Am G
When broken shells make Christmas bells
G
We might well get married.
Am
With me too-rye-ah
G
Fal-de-diddle-ah
G
A eye-ree Fal-de-diddle
Am G
Dairy oh
Am G
/*
Notes.
The choruses above I’ve written phonetically
What follows is closer to the original
With me too-ry-ah
Fol-de-diddle-dah
Me Day-re fol-de-diddle
Dai-rie oh.
The final line in 8.
Saying “Blow out the candle!”
was changed to
Saying “I hope that you are able!”
as this version is closer to
the intent of the original song.
*/
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