Carroll O'Flynn Lyrics

Carrol O'Flynn you've tuned your violin

In every town in Ulster from Rostrevor up to Rathlin

You rosined up the bow and you let the music flow

You played it from the heart; it was the only way you'd know

Where you came from no one knows with your fiddle and your tattered clothes

We knew you for your music and the stories that you told us

There was magic in your playing and you held us all entranced

Our sorrows and our cares were soon forgotten as we danced

The highways and the by-ways of the world they've been your home

You've never had life easy and you've lived it all alone

But home is where the heart is, or at least that's what they say

Contentment was the wealth you found in living your life that way

Your music filled the air at the October hiring fair

The finest jigs and reels from Kerry, Donegal and Clare

Then in the chimney corner with the fire burning bright

Your stories held us in your spell 'till the early morning light

You told us of your travels, all the places that you'd been

Of the world and its illusions, all the faces that you'd seen

You filled our hearts with laughter, or at least that's how it seems

You were the music maker and the dreamer of the dreams

So God be with the old ways and with them that are gone

We'll never see their likes again now times are moving on

But then all things must surely pass, what matters in the end

Are the things we leave behind us, all the memories and the friends

So play, The Drops of Brandy and The Humours of the Glen

Play us all you know then play it all again

Whiskey you're the Devil at The Dawning of the Day

And The wheels of the World they keep on turning as you play