Sweet Ballyvaughan by Judi McKeown

Raindrops cling to the branches,
the sun makes them diamonds at dawn.
the birds sing a song for the whole world to hear
and nature she just carries on

the winter's retreating defeated by spring
oh how I wish I'd no care.
I live in the hope you'll return cross the sea
to the Burren, to me and to Clareah,

but is it the memory of the summer I taste?
you'd think now that would be long gone
as I lie in my bed in the morning alone
I'm without you in sweet ballyvaughan

the gentians they're blooming an ocean of blue
as the orchids get ready to dance
the fields they're all turning themselves into green,
but still all my thoughts are on France.

a fiddler's air brings a tear to my eyes
as the pipes tear the soul from my breast
I can still hear your voice o'er the ocean so clear
but since you've left me my soul has known no rest

the winter's retreating defeated by spring
oh how I wish i'd no careI
live in the hope you'll return cross the sea
to the Burren , to me and to Clare

Comments

geordy said…
what beautiful lyrics .I was in Ballyvaughan this year.I picked up two Sean Tyrrell cds.One of the songs was Sweet Ballvaughan.thanks

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