I was waiting for my wife a couple of days ago, who was lost in the commercial airline system, with her cellphone turned off. And while I was about to schedule this, my wife arrived in Pittsburgh. They had held a flight just for her. I must be married to “royalty.” But I already knew that. Her mother claimed to be related to a Bali Princess.
But until I got the phone call, I realized, “Hey, St. Patty’s Day is a-comin’.” I was consoled by these songs. I have practiced the pantomime, but never performed the pantomime for the Cobbler. I first heard the song on a cassette and wondered why he was spitting!!! My wife and I fell in love with the song, even with the spitting, but my wife cringes with the last two verses.
Go, Lassie Go is simply beautiful.
I have sung this a few times, a few times at churches as a prayer against the concept that war begetting war, and there will one day be peace. Some think this is a traditional song, but it was written by Tommy Makem himself.
I first heard A Place in the Choir from Makem and Clancey, but this version from Celtic Thunder is not bad at all.
Happy St. Patrick’s Day
Soli Deo Gloria. Only to God be the Glory.
Thoughts from Mark "Hat" Rackley 
Éire go Brách (Ireland til the end of time!!)
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While I love listening to Gaelic music, I am worse than your friend David Robertson in reading or pronouncing it.
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While I love listening to Gaelic music, I am worse than your friend David Robertson in reading or pronouncing it. But the same sentiments in return.
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My friend in Ireland had to teach us how to say céad míle fáilte— not at all how I was trying to pronounce it
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One of my favorite Makem/Clancey tunes is Sliabh Gallon Braes – half Gaelic, half English. But it sounds like you are saying Schlee. Some that I love to listen to, I have read the music and … no way.
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I use to play Celtic music in my classroom— there was a ballad in both Gaelic and English about the Troubles— the angst and anguish over the north and south in Ireland— mournful like much here in our south’s past
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Even the song that I mentioned Sliabh Gallon Braes is a song about a farmer who left the home that he loved because the taxes got so high that he had to leave, a mournful song of a green last – lost. That is very relatable in the rural US today.
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Still chasing rainbows are we?
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Why not? Leprechauns mess with you.
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Having a bit of green blood running through my veins, I tend to agree🍀🍀
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Most everyone has a little Irish in their blood on St. Patrick’s Day. My mother claimed we were Scot-Irish, but she never found the Irish – bound to be some in there somewhere.
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I listened to all and enjoyed the last one the most!
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I often visualize a youth choir with children dressed up as each of the animals. This one is one of my wife’s and my favorites.
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