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The Donkey No-One Climbs On
I am the donkey no-one climbs on
Known for my tenacity
Of ten I am still standing
No one dominates me
I am the donkey no-one climbs on
Known for my stubbornness
If you dig I give no notice
If you slap my haunch too
I move as my soul bids me
I rest when I am tired
I eat when I am hungry
I walk when I’m inspired
I hear the whistle, soft voice
By the old oak tree
They carved out a harp
My secrets haunted me
And out in the open
I was so relieved
I am the donkey no-one climbs on
I am proud to be me
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The Aran Isles
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Throw Your Heart Down
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Throw Your Heart Down
I’d never seen the sea
But those who went before
We hear they have a life
Not worth dying for
They tie you to a tree
And leave you for the birds
So throw your heart down
Before you go
Throw your heart down
Before you go
There’s pains not worth having
It’s better so
A famine it seems is
A spectator sport
Those in its throws
Have no retort
A sight not worth seeing
With no help just pity
So throw your heart down
Before you go
If profit has a cruel heart
Hardship is crueler still
Secret, silent celebrations
When the best inevitably fail
If it feels too heavy
Too much of a load
Better throw your heart down
Before you go
Throw your heart down
Before you go
There’s pains not worth having
It’s better so
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The Bird Woman
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A Good Storm
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Wild Atlantic Way
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Wild Atlantic Way
Looks like a shell’s been carved out
For spirits to walk upon
Cold dark blue meet golden sands
My arms stretched out over the wheel
My eyes stretched over the field and shore
Imploring me to stop and admire
But on I go on this signposted ride
Called the wild Atlantic way
Where Black Jack holed up from the storm
Poets and Painters stayed
And the Spanish shipwrecks with their young sailors
Found an early shallow grave
The broth in the evening
Will even make you say Grace
To the sights you have seen along the
Wild Atlantic way
When the robin landed by the road
The man I saw was my betrothed
On the magical journey
And the martello towers
Pointing guns at the sea breeze
I'm subdued into simplicity
On a clear day
You can even see its face
Naked pale hills washed by rain
Purple sea turns to green
The silhouette of mountains looks like
A man sleeping on his back
With unrevealed dreams
Long, well fed, knees bent
The clouds a blanket hovering
Being tugged this way and that
The dark road along
Where his arms leave his side
I see why they say here giants reside
On the wild Atlantic way
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Rich
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The Amputee
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A to Z
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Ghosts (Samhain Song)
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Tess Callaghan
Singer Songwriter from Ireland with 17 electric and acoustic collections since 2015. See review (louderthanwar.com/tess-callaghan-he-walks-in-beauty-single-review/). From indie, blues, rock and pop ('Big Heart', feat. Barrie Cadogan guitar, Simon Little bass) to home-spun acoustic, folk and celtic. ... more
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