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Many escape just to seek the horizon.
Many more have taken their place before long.
Down by the lake of the Selkie’s deep waters.
To think you’re unwelcome well you would be wrong.

For he seeks a wife. One to tend to the fire.
Under the Sea there’s no light to be found.
Dragging you deep to his den underwater.
Prisoner for life in the underground.

The sea call but don’t you fall don’t you fall.
To be undone. When he sings a Selkie song.

You’ll tend the fire just to keep warm your body.
Welcome the change or you will not last long.
Dance in the moonlight your feet in the water.
He’ll come and sing you a Selkie song.

The sea call but don’t you fall don’t you fall.
To be undone. When he sings a Selkie song.

Let this tale warn you of what lies below.
Fingers to fins a new world to roam.
Into the wonder you’ll swim to the flow.
Once you fall in, you’ll forget to come home.

The sea call but don’t you fall don’t you fall.
To be undone. When he sings.

The sea call but don’t you fall. You will fall.
To be undone. Come and sing a Selkie song.

By Ironwood Band LLC, 2019


Catching fire in the eyes of all I see.
Finding answers should I fight or do I flee.
Am I not the kind, not worthy to be saved.
Losing sight of all roads, for me he paved.

Given all this time, I still can’t find my name.
Given all your grace, I still find me to blame.
Dare I give it up, can I give in all I known.
Can I find again, my path, my road to home.

Will this ever end? Will I kill the endless pain.
Should I drink his holy cup, or pray for rain.
Dare I give it up, can I give in all I known.
Can I find again, my path, my road to home.
My path, my road to home.

By Ironwood Band LLC – 2019


The road came to greet him, a caravan traveler, a wife and two children,
a life with a story to tell. I remember it well.
He’ll tell you a story, but stories are living, they kill to keep going,
then leave you behind in the dust. They leave you.

So tell all, be ready at dawn the white gypsy arrives.
Yes we tell all, keep ready your eye the white gypsy arrives.
Have you the words, there’s a chance that you’ll find a way.
Have you the visions of places so far way.

The stories beguiled a few patrons and merchants, the visions he painted,
such far away places to see. Then he spoke to me.
I said lets talk of nothing, cause nothing is easy,
and nothing is all that I know about anyhow. Speak to me.

So tell all, be ready at dawn the white gypsy arrives.
Yes we tell all, keep ready your eye the white gypsy arrives.
Have you the words, there’s a chance that you’ll find a way.
Have you the visions of places so far way.

The road came to take him, his life it was part of the land, Connemara,
to Dublin and Dingle town. No peace to be found.
They say when you die you can’t take nothing with you, but the
caravan man gets to carry his life on through. Right on though.

So tell all, be ready at dawn the white gypsy arrives.
Yes we tell all, keep ready your eye the white gypsy arrives.
Have you the words, there’s a chance that you’ll find a way.
Have you the visions of places so far way.

The road came to greet him, a caravan traveler,
a wife and two children, a life with a story to tell.

By Ironwood Band LLC, 2019


Found herself alone one night,
with drink at hand, a nice cold pint.
Teary eyes and broken heart.
Best dress on and lookin smart.
The gents around all gave a start.
She Likes The Guinness! BLESS HER HEART!
American lass with eyes so bright,
please wont you come dance with me tonight.

They kept her glass filled to the brim,
’till the lights outside were growing dim.
They offered her romance, but did they know
they didn’t stand a chance with her poor broken heart.
She Likes The Guinness! BLESS HER HEART!
American lass with eyes so bright,
please wont you come dance with me tonight.

She said I don’t mind you asking.
I like that you all think I wanna dance.
See my heart today was broken.
I’m not ready for romance.
Can see you’re hoping there is
something you could do for me instead.
This glass right here is empty,
won’t you fill it up again. Wont you fill it up again!

The band struck up a lively tune,
The guitar man had eyes for
only one inside the crowded room.
She smiled back, he somehow knew.
That this was love right from the start.
She Likes The Guinness! BLESS HER HEART!
American lass with eyes so bright,
please wont you come dance with me tonight.

The music died down for the night
The bar was empty save for the
American lass with eyes so bright
He knew right then and there that he’d
give anything to have her hand.
If only he could make her understand.

He said please don’t mind me asking.
Hope that you might just give me a chance.
I can tell your heart’s been broken
You aren’t looking for romance
Just had to meet you
Is there something I can do for you instead?
I can see your glass is empty
Can I fill it up again. Let me fill it up again. Let me fill it up again.

She said I don’t mind you asking
And I like that you don’t think I want to dance.
See I’m tired of feeling broken, might be ready for romance.
Can see you’re hoping there is something you could do for me instead.
See this heart of mine is empty could you fill it up again
Won’t you fill it up again, Won’t you fill it up again. Fill it up again.

By Ironwood Band LLC, 2019


Come all ye loyal heroes, wherever ye may be
Come join the fight in Ireland’s right for life and liberty
Rise up Easter mornin, clear day until the dawn
But I’m afraid we won’t be able to fight so very long.

Rise up, take a stand, for rebel is our brand.
And every breath we have to take
We give to Ireland.

For Ireland HEY! Ireland
Oh every breath we have to take we give to Ireland.

Give on up, the English shout, your fight is at an end.
Do you feel the need to spill your blood and that of every man.
You fought the early morning, clear day until the dawn.
But I’m afraid you expect the fight to last so very long.

Rise up. Take a stand. For rebel is our brand.
And every breath we have to take
We give to Ireland.

For Ireland HEY! Ireland
Oh every breath we have to take we give to Ireland.

Come all ye loyal heroes, get down on bended knee.
Know that I would rather die than leave this company
They can take my life, my very pride and soul away from me
For I would die this moment, if my home might be free.

Rise up. Take a stand. For rebel is our brand.
And every breath we have to take
We give to Ireland.

For Ireland HEY! Ireland
Oh every breath we have to take we give to Ireland.

Come all ye loyal heroes, wherever ye may be
Come join the fight in Ireland’s right for life and liberty
Rise up Easter mornin, clear day until the dawn
But I’m afraid we won’t be able to fight so very long.

Rise up, take a stand, for rebel is our brand.
And every breath we have to take
We give to Ireland.

For Ireland HEY! Ireland
Oh every breath we have to take we give to Ireland.

By Ironwood Band LLC, 2019


I went up one fine spring morning
To see my dear sweet Rosa May.
Well her eyes they shone so brightly.
But her smile did fade away.
Told me that we could not marry.
How her mamma need care.
In a rag she wrapped so dearly,
Her small lock of auburn hair.

Wont you meet me in the middle of the night,
and by the morning we’ll be married in a church so far away.
What do you say Rosa May.

Well no promise did she make me.
For her family bid her stay.
Said her ma didn’t raise her poorly.
But still she longed, her wedding day.
On her dress her tears flowed freely.
And she sighed for love of me.
Then she ran away so swiftly.
Into a grove of apple trees.

Wont you meet me in the middle of the night,
and by the morning we’ll be married in a church so far away.
What do you say Rosa May.

That night I waited patient,
in the moonlight of the glade.
Just the thought of my sweet Rosa,
Kept my heart from losing faith.
Like the ripples on the water.
Heard a voice so crystal clear.
Then her smile shone so brightly.
There in the moonlight was my dear.

Wont you meet me in the middle of the night,
and by the morning we’ll be married in a church so far away.
Oh let’s run away.
Meet me in the middle of the night
And by the morning we’ll be married in a church so far away.
What do you say Rosa May.

By Ironwood Band LLC, 2019


I met you. On a porch swing of an old house.
In the light shade of the forest. I met you
I met you. In the rain when takin’ cover.
Given shelter by another. Oh I met you.

I know you by the way you show me kindness.
And all your harmless little vices. I know you.
I see you in the lines upon these pages.
Let us celebrate the ages, since I met you.

When I met you in living color,
in mortal wonder that made me weak.
When I met you for several hours
just picking flowers in fields of green.
Thats when I met you.

I found you. In the air of summer growing,
In the reaping and the sowing. I found you.
I find you. On the Crystal River flowing.
Among the evergreens I’m rowing. I met you.

Oh I met you in living color,
in mortal wonder that made me weak.
When I met you for several hours
just picking flowers in fields of green.

When I met you. Was torn asunder by
rain and thunder, hopes and dreams.
When I met you for several hours
Just picking flowers in fields of green.
That’s when I loved you.

I met you. On a porch swing of an old house.
In the light shade of the forest. I met you

By Ironwood Band LLC, 2019


Focus on the name. Emptiness to find.
Rooted to the page. With something on my mind.

See it coming down. Tearing through the night.
Halo in the dark. Lead me to the light.
And I’ve seen it before, in the rage of the storm.
Between bedrock and bone
And the light leading home.

Wont you steal me, out of the night.
Take me, into the light.
The eye of the storm.

Focus on the change. Feel it giving life.
Leave no room for hate. Cut it with a knife.
Cause I’ve seen it before. In the rage of the storm.
Between bedrock and bone. And the light leading home.

Wont you Steal me, out of the night,
Take me, into the light
The eye of the storm
Wont you Steal me, out of the night,
Take me, into the light
The eye of the storm

By Ironwood Band LLC, 2019


Fly northern wind
Turning away
My heart in hiding
You never turned
N’er went to see
To look upon me gliding

A wind so high
A winter sky
My heart was singing

Fire broke from thee
Many words lovelier
Fly little bird

Windhover my love
Windhover to me

Fly northern wind
Turning away
My heart in hiding
You never turned
N’er went to see
To look upon me gliding

Windhover my love.
Windhover to me
Windhover my love
Windhover to me

By Ironwood Band LLC, 2019


The other night dear as I lay sleeping,
I dreamt I held you in my arms.
My dream came true the day you loved me,
I’m forever yours and you are mine.

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine.
You make me happy when skies are grey,
You’ll never know dear how much I love you.
I love you, and I’ll tell you every day.

I’ll always love you, and make you happy.
You give me sunshine every day.
And while we change, we’ll change together.
Another year and we’ll never be the same.

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine.
You make me happy when skies are grey,
You’ll never know dear how much I love you.
I love you, and I’ll tell you every day.

You shine so brightly, our love is strong dear,
And it gets stronger every day.
I knew I loved you when I first saw you.
Now together we can sing, and we will play.

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine.
You make me happy when skies are grey,
You’ll never know dear how much I love you.
I love you, and I’ll tell you every day.

New Rendition By Ironwood Band LLC, 2019


Can you feel it, I know you want to.
Beg and steal it, right in front of you.
You and me baby, we got something new
You know me baby, I’m gonna raise on though.

Take the edge off, and pour another one.
Give it time love, sip your last drop.
You and me baby, we got something new
But you know me baby, I’m gonna raise on though.

Can you feel it, I know you want to
Can you see it, right in front of you.
You and me baby, we got something new
But you know me baby, I’m gonna raise on though.
I’m gonna raise on though.

By Ironwood Band LLC, 2019


Could you break the ice to melt away these thoughts that I’ve been thinking.
Would you fill the parting glass with any memories worth drinking.
Did the trail run cold, when the story told of a lighthouse with no keeper.
Could the base of your existence be a dream without a dreamer.

What is like when you don’t know what you don’t know.
How can you find a single thought that isn’t yours.
What is like when you don’t know what you don’t know.
Hard to believe that all these lights are on with no one home.
When you don’t know.

Did the water’s edge reflect your soul before you jumped on in.
When you flew too close to that radiant star, did it feel good on your skin.
Did the trail run cold, when the story told of a lighthouse with no keeper.
Could the base of your existence be a dream without a dreamer.

What is like when you don’t know what you don’t know.
How can you find a single thought that isn’t yours.
What is like when you don’t know what you don’t know.
Hard to believe that all these lights are on with no one home.
When you don’t know.

By Ironwood Band LLC, 2019