6 Grainne

This shall not be the life for you my dear and lovely daughter
I will not loose the lock and risk another to the sea
Then mother I must break your heart for I must follow father
I’m destined for the caravel and galley
An O’Malley I be

Returning on a friendly wind from golden Barcelona
From out the fog the pirates came and nearly all was lost,
And would be too except for the brave dagger of young Grainne
Who screamed above the fray the sailors rally
An O’Malley I be

CHORUS

I may not wield a needle fine or be of gentle hand
But I will owe my soul to ne’er a man
And I will wear a spanish silver brooch upon me breast
And dance the fearsome ocean peaks and valleys
An O’Malley I be

Donal I did marry you and bore your children gladly
But you did die at Joyce’s hand and leave me naught to do
Than seek the marriage hand of someone yet I treated badly
But he knows the sea will be my home for family
An O’Malley I be

CHORUS

With ageing eyes horizon-worn both heir and castles gone
Still I will owe my soul to ne’er a man
And it will ring in decks and sing in riggings when I’m gone
A pirate queen with treasures yet to tally
An O’Malley I be

I’ve danced the fearsome ocean peaks and valleys
An O’Malley I be

Contact: Whirling Discs Ltd,
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Songwriter: Cathy Jordan/Sharon Vaughan
Publishing & PRO: Dervish
Release Date: 2007