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12-string Guitar: The Ferryman

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Channel: threelegsoman · 2009 · Music

Request time again and yet again it is for a song I had not come across before. It has been covered by the Dubliners, but after the sad death of Luke Kelly, I stopped buying Dubliners' records so never heard this one. In 'Rare Ould Times', the river flowing through Dublin is referred to as 'Anna Liffey'. The same epithet is used here in The Ferryman. It is a lively joyful song, even though it is bemoaning the passing of an historic way of life. Thanks to Eddie (edd1ejc ) for the request and introduction to a song which I am sure will go down well at the music session on Tuesday night.

The Ferryman
Traditional
No capo

G C G
All the little boats are gone from the breast of Anna Liffey
D
And the ferrymen are stranded on the quay,
G C G
The Dublin docks are dying, and a way of life is gone
D G
And Molly it was part of you and me.

G D C G
Where the strawberry beds sweep down to the Liffey
D
You'll kiss away the worries from my brow.
G C G
I love you well today and I'll love you more tomorrow
D G
If you ever loved me Molly, love me now.

'Twas the only job I knew it was hard but never lonely
The Liffey Ferry made a man of me.
Now it's gone without a whisper forgotten even now
Sure it's over Molly, over, can't you see

Well now I spin my yarns and spend my days in talking
I hear them whisper Charley's on the dole.
But Molly we're still living and darling we're still young
And the river never ruled my heart or soul.

12-string Guitar: The Ferryman

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