This is without doubt the best rendition of this beautiful Kerry song by none other than Muireann Nic Amhlaoibh. God blessed her with a great voice. 👍🇺🇸
Saw them in concert when they appeared in Boulder, Colorado. They performed this song and it was so evocative bringing many to tears recalling the lost youth of those Kerry boys who fought the Black and Tans. If you have a chance to catch Danu in concert go - they are quite the experience.
Saw them in Portland ME a few yrs back on the night before Paddy's day and they are simply amazing. One of the most traditional of the traditional Irish trad supergroups (Lunasa, Altan, Dervish, Leahy)
Saw Danu in the Christmas In Ireland Concert in Sarasota, FL. This delightful, very talented group puts on a fantastic show! This was the song my friends & I talked about on the ride home.
There are few voices lovelier than Muireann Nic Amhlaoibh's, and this is her in fine form. But don't foreget to look for a beautiful rendering of this song by the amazing English Muslim singer (and fiddler) Muhammad Al-Hussaini, who has won an award for his sean nós singing. He's almost more Irish than I am!
thouth I belive that all communities and groups of the world are good in one way or the other, but I think you Irish ppl are really blessed. what a culture!
My grandfather is the son of an Irish Immigrant, my best friend, and I took many of my life lessons from him as he did his father, and I would not trade my love and admiration for Ireland and it's culture with the understanding I have for a pile of gold. It's far more precious. He taught me to play Irish music, and to love it's culture.
This song was written by Sigerson Clifford about his native town of Caherciveen in Co.Kerry. I was there a couple of weeks ago listening to local singer Steve McCrohan in The Anchor doing a great version. This is the time I've heard the Danu rendition and this has got to be the best of all!......thank you for posting!!!
Oh, the town, it climbs the mountains and looks upon the sea At sleeping time or waking time, it's there I'd like to be. To walk again those kindly streets, the place where life began, With the Boys of Barr na Sráide who hunted for the wren. With cudgels stout they roamed about to hunt for the dreólín* We searched for birds in every furze from Litir to Dooneen. We danced for joy beneath the sky, life held no print nor plan When the Boys of Barr na Sráide went hunting for the wren. And when the hills were bleedin' and the rifles were aflame To the rebel homes of Kerry the Saxon strangers came, But the men who dared the Auxies and fought the Black-and-Tan Were the Boys of Barr na Sráide who hunted for the wren. But now they tiol in foreign soil where they have made their way Deep in the heart of London or over on Broadway, And I am left to sing their deeds and praise them while I can Those Boys of Barr na Sráide who hunted for the wren. And here's a health to them tonight wherever they may be. By the groves of Carham river or the slope of Bean 'a Tí John Daly and Batt Andy and the Sheehans, Con and Dan, And the Boys of Barr na Sráide who hunted for the wren. When the wheel of life runs out and peace come over me Just take me back to that old town between the hills and sea. I'll take my rest in those green fields, the place where life began,, With those Boys of Barr na Sráide who hunted for the wren. Category Music
*Dreólín is the Irish Gaelic word for wren. The Boys of Barr na Sráide (Written by Sigerson Clifford) O the town it climbs the mountain and looks upon the sea And sleeping time or waking time 'tis there I long to be To walk again that kindly street, the place my life began With the boys of Barr na Sráide who hunted for the wran. With cudgels stout we roamed about to hunt the dreoilín. We searched for birds in every furze from Letter to Dooneen. We sang for joy beneath the sky; life held no print or plan And we boys in Barr na Sráide went hunting for the wran. And when the hills were bleeding and the rifles were aflame To the rebel homes of Kerry those Saxon strangers came But the men who dared the Auxies and who fought the Black and Tans Were the boys in Barr na Sráide who hunted for the wran. So here's a toast to them tonight, those lads who laughed with me By the groves of Carhan River or the slopes of Beenatee John Dawley and Batt Andy and the Sheehans Con and Dan And the boys of Barr na Sráide who hunted for the wran. But now they toil on foreign soil where they have gone their way Deep in the heart of London town or over in Broadway And I am left to sing their deeds and to praise them while I can Those boys of Barr na Sráide who hunted for the wran And when the wheel of life runs down and when peace comes over me O lay me down in that old town between the hills and sea I'll take my sleep in those green fields the place my life began Where the boys of Barr na Sráide went hunting for the wran.
This is without doubt the best rendition of this beautiful Kerry song by none other than Muireann Nic Amhlaoibh.
God blessed her with a great voice. 👍🇺🇸
What a voice and this woman can bring a song to life, what a singer - Maith sibh!
Saw them in concert when they appeared in Boulder, Colorado. They performed this song and it was so evocative bringing many to tears recalling the lost youth of those Kerry boys who fought the Black and Tans. If you have a chance to catch Danu in concert go - they are quite the experience.
I saw them in Albuquerque New Mexico SAME!!! love
It's amazing what a simple practice like clear enunciation can do for a vocalist
Saw them 3 years ago for my St. Pat's birthday on a March 17th concert. They were magnificent.
I've known this band for 18 years and all they do is get better n better
Saw them in Portland ME a few yrs back on the night before Paddy's day and they are simply amazing. One of the most traditional of the traditional Irish trad supergroups (Lunasa, Altan, Dervish, Leahy)
Saw Danu in the Christmas In Ireland Concert in Sarasota, FL. This delightful, very talented group puts on a fantastic show! This was the song my friends & I talked about on the ride home.
Of course she has a pure voice like a kerry spring
There are few voices lovelier than Muireann Nic Amhlaoibh's, and this is her in fine form. But don't foreget to look for a beautiful rendering of this song by the amazing English Muslim singer (and fiddler) Muhammad Al-Hussaini, who has won an award for his sean nós singing. He's almost more Irish than I am!
I agree it wonderful almost perfect....
bye the way you have some real gems in your favorites hard to find stuff like Franzy Ford one more cup of coffee etc... a real music fan
Bruce Cunningham jr how did you happen upon his video spread your hatred whilst you still can maggot
Bruce Cunningham jr whats it like living in constant fear Bruce?
Ta seo galanta Has anyone heard it called The Boys Of Baile Na Seamroige ??
Superb one of the best version ever and I have heard thousands. .......
Greetings from IRELAND 😉 salamat for the memories
The best sung of a great kingdom song and story
She gives this classic a beautiful sound ,,,,smashing
Lovely version of a lovely song !
thouth I belive that all communities and groups of the world are good in one way or the other, but I think you Irish ppl are really blessed. what a culture!
Surely they are very, véry blessed!
It’s to become jalous i think.....
My grandfather is the son of an Irish Immigrant, my best friend, and I took many of my life lessons from him as he did his father, and I would not trade my love and admiration for Ireland and it's culture with the understanding I have for a pile of gold. It's far more precious. He taught me to play Irish music, and to love it's culture.
This song was written by Sigerson Clifford about his native town of Caherciveen in Co.Kerry. I was there a couple of weeks ago listening to local singer Steve McCrohan in The Anchor doing a great version. This is the time I've heard the Danu rendition and this has got to be the best of all!......thank you for posting!!!
Like good wine.., pardon, cosúil le uisce beatha maith!
Brilliant.
The verses mentioning Kerry and London get me every time I try to sing it.
new a man from Derry wow could he sing this worked had great times
sadly gone
fantastic greetings from german capital berlin love it !! erin go bragh
This is golden. Proud to be Irish.
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Iris Hanlin what part of america are you from 😂👎🏻👎🏻👎🏻👎🏻
More power to you, darling.
Lovely
😂great so glad and singer
Please Send me the lyrics of this awesome song
Oh, the town, it climbs the mountains and looks upon the sea
At sleeping time or waking time, it's there I'd like to be.
To walk again those kindly streets, the place where life began,
With the Boys of Barr na Sráide who hunted for the wren.
With cudgels stout they roamed about to hunt for the dreólín*
We searched for birds in every furze from Litir to Dooneen.
We danced for joy beneath the sky, life held no print nor plan
When the Boys of Barr na Sráide went hunting for the wren.
And when the hills were bleedin' and the rifles were aflame
To the rebel homes of Kerry the Saxon strangers came,
But the men who dared the Auxies and fought the Black-and-Tan
Were the Boys of Barr na Sráide who hunted for the wren.
But now they tiol in foreign soil where they have made their way
Deep in the heart of London or over on Broadway,
And I am left to sing their deeds and praise them while I can
Those Boys of Barr na Sráide who hunted for the wren.
And here's a health to them tonight wherever they may be.
By the groves of Carham river or the slope of Bean 'a Tí
John Daly and Batt Andy and the Sheehans, Con and Dan,
And the Boys of Barr na Sráide who hunted for the wren.
When the wheel of life runs out and peace come over me
Just take me back to that old town between the hills and sea.
I'll take my rest in those green fields, the place where life began,,
With those Boys of Barr na Sráide who hunted for the wren.
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*Dreólín is the Irish Gaelic word for wren.
The Boys of Barr na Sráide
(Written by Sigerson Clifford)
O the town it climbs the mountain and looks upon the sea
And sleeping time or waking time 'tis there I long to be
To walk again that kindly street, the place my life began
With the boys of Barr na Sráide who hunted for the wran.
With cudgels stout we roamed about to hunt the dreoilín.
We searched for birds in every furze from Letter to Dooneen.
We sang for joy beneath the sky; life held no print or plan
And we boys in Barr na Sráide went hunting for the wran.
And when the hills were bleeding and the rifles were aflame
To the rebel homes of Kerry those Saxon strangers came
But the men who dared the Auxies and who fought the Black and Tans
Were the boys in Barr na Sráide who hunted for the wran.
So here's a toast to them tonight, those lads who laughed with me
By the groves of Carhan River or the slopes of Beenatee
John Dawley and Batt Andy and the Sheehans Con and Dan
And the boys of Barr na Sráide who hunted for the wran.
But now they toil on foreign soil where they have gone their way
Deep in the heart of London town or over in Broadway
And I am left to sing their deeds and to praise them while I can
Those boys of Barr na Sráide who hunted for the wran
And when the wheel of life runs down and when peace comes over me
O lay me down in that old town between the hills and sea
I'll take my sleep in those green fields the place my life began
Where the boys of Barr na Sráide went hunting for the wran.