I miss those beautiful serene moments living with my old grandpa and grandma in serene countryside. Old days never come back again. Thanks for such a beautiful country music! As if I came back to old days.
I am posting this as a Brosna man and I think that the words are fairly close to what were the originals written by Daniel Hannon. My dear old home 'neath the Kerry Hills, my thoughts are still with thee Although I’m in a foreign land far o'er the deep blue sea I long to stand outside your door and watch the sun go down And hear the church bells tolling o’er my native Brosna town By the old wood road I long to stroll with its hedges tall and green By Hannon's gate, I would debate with some lovely fair colleen Or to take a walk to Guiney's bridge on a Sunday afternoon Where oft I danced a polka set to a fiddler's lively tune At Carrigeens winding bends in fancy too I see Where the river Feale flows fast and free 'round Murphy’s Elder Tree Where many the romance was discussed, from dark till early dawn And many the times I spent with my darling cailin bawn On Knockaclarigs high hilltop, I long to stand once more To view from Shannon Airport to the town of sweet Rathmore Back to the peaks of Cuddy’s Reeks, to Kilorglin on the Laune From Castlemaine to Coolegrein and home by Brosna town Now to conclude, I say God bless to my mother and Ireland too I’ll nee’r forget when the both of you just faded from my view But soon I will return again and good times, we’ll put down In that dear old home by the old wood road, three miles from Brosna Town
I miss those beautiful serene moments living with my old grandpa and grandma in serene countryside. Old days never come back again. Thanks for such a beautiful country music! As if I came back to old days.
Played for my wedding in 1979
Great band great guys
Fantastic day ❤️
Once this covid lock down is over I'll be back.
Brilliant Lovely singer
A great Kerry tune. I remember my Dad singing it around the house growing up and our days back in Castleisland.
a good old song.
I am posting this as a Brosna man and I think that the words are fairly close to what were the originals written by Daniel Hannon.
My dear old home 'neath the Kerry Hills, my thoughts are still with thee
Although I’m in a foreign land far o'er the deep blue sea
I long to stand outside your door and watch the sun go down
And hear the church bells tolling o’er my native Brosna town
By the old wood road I long to stroll with its hedges tall and green
By Hannon's gate, I would debate with some lovely fair colleen
Or to take a walk to Guiney's bridge on a Sunday afternoon
Where oft I danced a polka set to a fiddler's lively tune
At Carrigeens winding bends in fancy too I see
Where the river Feale flows fast and free 'round Murphy’s Elder Tree
Where many the romance was discussed, from dark till early dawn
And many the times I spent with my darling cailin bawn
On Knockaclarigs high hilltop, I long to stand once more
To view from Shannon Airport to the town of sweet Rathmore
Back to the peaks of Cuddy’s Reeks, to Kilorglin on the Laune
From Castlemaine to Coolegrein and home by Brosna town
Now to conclude, I say God bless to my mother and Ireland too
I’ll nee’r forget when the both of you just faded from my view
But soon I will return again and good times, we’ll put down
In that dear old home by the old wood road, three miles from Brosna Town
John O'Connor Yes you are correct, many people change them a bit. My grandfather wrote this song. The great Dan Hannon
@@jackogrady9541 They have changed a line or two but they have done a good job singing it.
good stuff, not a bad version atall of Brosna Town
Bass player a bit poor to follow the track its a pity. Nice version other than that