"The Other Side" Lyrics 
1) kerry rain  5) only place open in town  9) backyard 
2) granuaile  6) lady liberty  10) fresh squeeze 
3) put the kettle on / between the ditches  7) hugh o'donnell's escape  11) the road to anglesea 
4) no way to go but up  8) the drummer's gotta go  12) ballad of the 15b 


1)  KERRY RAIN
WORDS & MUSIC Paul Moore
ARRANGEMENT John Whelan & Blackthorn
 
you never know what you've been missing until it's not there anymore
the simple things once so familiar become dreams that can't be restored
when i traded my first love for london and the promise of riches galore
i was back on a plane by the summer i couldn't take the fog anymore
so i battled the heat in australia got my feet wet in botany bay
and if my thoughts could be read like a book they'd be longing to say

what i wouldn't do for some rain the sweet cool kerry rain
that fell on your face as it drenched our embrace in the night
what i wouldn't do for some rain the soft and silent rain
to remind me of days when they told us every thing was all right
god i miss the rain

from melbourne i sailed to chicago where the wind crashes hard off the lake
my brain was convinced i'd forget you but that was my biggest mistake
cause my heart never reached san francisco as i went through the mist like a blur
and the further i traveled the clearer the thought would occur

now don't think i'm complaining the last dozen years have been good
but sometimes i'd like to throw it all away for one thing if i could

i'll try tending bar in tahiti i might surf the pacific each day
or ski down the himalayas till a blizzard comes and blows me away
when i wake up i'm busted in philly cause i've lived the fairy tale of new york
and i'll roll with the punches until i can ride out this storm

©1998 Moore (BMI)

the music
John Boyce piano & backup vocal
Seamus Kelleher lead guitar
John McGroary button accordion
Paul Moore lead vocal & guitar
Mike O'Callaghan drums & backup vocal
Amy Fradon backup vocal
Tom Wetmore bass



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2) GRANUAILE
WORDS & MUSIC Paul Moore
ARRANGEMENT John Whelan & Blackthorn
 
she was small but what a sight
the men were wrapped around her finger tight
and she was blessed came from the west
she could terrify the strangers with the best
with pale blue eyes and long black hair
the sailors fell in love with this corsair
for her they'd jump for her they'd fight
her name became a legend overnight

sail sail granuaile take me away
through rough and troubled waters to your castle on clew bay
sail sail granuaile and the fleet was turned away
by the pirate queen of ireland granuaile

they burned the land o'malley land
then they learned the gaelic law by grace's mighty hand
no more she'll trade no price she'll pay
but her taxes she's collecting every day
she'll steal your heart then rob you blind
but to anyone deserving she was kind
they say she's mean our pirate queen
nearest thing to joan of arc we'd ever seen

they took her sons her fine strong sons
to punish her for everything she'd ever done
a mother's heart may never mend
but she would have the last word in the end
so up the thames the bloody thames
to face the foreign queen who was to blame
and what she said no one may know
but the bastards stayed away from her maigh oe

©1998 Moore (BMI)

the music
John Boyce piano, keyboard & backup vocal
Seamus Kelleher lead & rhythm guitar
John McGroary button accordion
Paul Moore lead vocal
Mike O'Callaghan drums military snare & backup vocal
John Whelan button accordion
Tom Wetmore bass



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3) PUT THE KETTLE ON / BETWEEN THE DITCHES (REELS)
MUSIC John McGroary
ARRANGEMENT John Whelan & Blackthorn

©1998 McGroary (BMI)

the music
John Boyce piano
Seamus Kelleher guitars
John McGroary button accordion
Mike O'Callaghan drums & congas
Tom Wetmore upright bass



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4) NO WAY TO GO BUT UP
WORDS Paul Moore
MUSIC verses traditional, chorus Paul Moore
ARRANGEMENT John Whelan & Blackthorn
 

by the harbor light that cold wet night we gladly said good-bye
the reason here was always clear to friends i left behind
although i shed a tear that night the pain inside soon stopped
cause when you're at the bottom there's no way to go but up

i worked four years on morey's pier all that got me was the dole
while you were satisfied with that it tore apart my soul
to realize the one i loved might not amount to much
contented at the bottom with no way to go but up

no way to go oh
no way to go oh oh
no way to go oh oh oh but up

the struggle's on in kensington but you'll never hear my song
i wonder who you're seeing now if you'd only come along
i've pissed away my fortune here donations at the pub
right back at the bottom with no way to go but up

on a one way flight in december i look out to see lough neagh
rising up to welcome me at the dawning of the day
if you would only do the same it would surely change my luck
together at the bottom there's no way to go but up

©1998 Moore (BMI)

the music
John Boyce piano
Seamus Kelleher lead guitar
John McGroary button accordion
Paul Moore vocal
Mike O'Callaghan drums
Tom Wetmore bass



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5) ONLY PLACE OPEN IN TOWN
WORDS & MUSIC John Boyce, Paul Moore, John Whelan
ARRANGEMENT John Whelan & Blackthorn
 

the winter wind cries out in fishtown
the el rumbles by overhead
an old lady sleeps in the daily news
i wonder if she's dead
and the long walk home doesn't seem so far
as i think of the life i've led
there's comfort in knowing you'll be here
when your keeping me warm in the bed

it doesn't mean i don't love you
it doesn't mean i don't care
you get stuck making all our plans
while i'm out on the tear
so i'm not gonna sing you a sad song
it would only bring me down
but it's 4 o'clock in the morning babe
and your the only place open in town

you're the one when i needed direction
the one when i needed a friend
years ago we had so much fun
can you remember way back then
i said i would change the world for you
over late night cups of tea
but you are the one who has changed my world
though i could never change me

so called friends and admirers
who built me up with lies
left when the music faded away
while you stood by my side
and if i could do it all over again
i would keep your smile the same
and put you first instead of making things worse
by closing you out once again

©1998 Moore/Boyce/John Whelan Publishing (BMI)

the music
John Boyce lead vocal & electric piano
Seamus Kelleher lead guitar
John McGroary button accordion
Paul Moore acoustic guitar & backup vocal
Mike O'Callaghan drums & bongos
Abby Newton cello
Tom Wetmore bass



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6) LADY LIBERTY
WORDS & MUSIC Dennis Godshalk, Paul Moore, John Whelan
ARRANGEMENT John Whelan & Blackthorn
 

on a soft summer's day no more words left to say
annie moore left the village behind
with a tune in her head from the american wake
that was held in her honor last night
10 pounds paid for passage in steerage below
as the birmingham rocked through a storm
hope filled her mind the boat struggled to find
the promised land so far from home

where they gave her a number to help them keep track
once you're on ellis there's no turning back
you'll be more than a picture for history
wave to lady liberty

the first days of freedom soon tested her will
as she labored to somehow survive
there would be no use for her native tongue
but a strong back would keep her alive
slaved every day for a family named kane
to save for a house of her own
at night she remembered her father's last words
diamonds must start out as coal

so they gave her a number to help them keep track
once your on ellis there's no turning back
you'll be more than a picture for history
here's to lady liberty

years have passed by as she looks back with pride
on the children now grown up and gone
a prayer of thanksgiving for all that she's gained
and a tear for the family she lost

when they gave her a number to help them keep track
once your on ellis there's no turning back
you'll be more than a picture for history
call her lady liberty

©1998 Moore/John Whelan Publishing (BMI)

the music
John Boyce piano
Seamus Kelleher lead guitar
John McGroary button accordion
Paul Moore vocal & acoustic guitar
Mike O'Callaghan drums
Liz Knowles fiddle
Molly Mason acoustic guitar
Tom Wetmore bass



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7) HUGH O'DONNELL'S ESCAPE
MUSIC John McGroary
ARRANGEMENT John Whelan & Blackthorn
 

©1998 McGroary (BMI)

the music
John Boyce piano & keyboards
Seamus Kelleher guitars
John McGroary button accordion
Mike O'Callaghan drums, bongos & congas
Liz Knowles fiddle
Tom Wetmore bass



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8) THE DRUMMER'S GOTTA GO
WORDS Paul Moore
MUSIC John Boyce, Seamus Kelleher, John McGroary, Paul Moore, Mike O'Callaghan
ARRANGEMENT John Whelan & Blackthorn
 

i told joe mcelhatton we were starting up a band
he said i'd love to hear ya and i'll sing the banna strand
i told him it was different we sound a little rough
and he offered me a day job when he heard the drummer's stuff

you don't need a drummer now listen to me boys
not part of our tradition it's just a lotta noise
squeeze the old accordion and rosin up the bow
and keep the damn piano but the drummer's gotta go

way down in county kerry his dear mother bought the drums
they kept him out of trouble till the age of 21
he banged around the countryside from galway to mayo
when he heard a critic saying that the drummer had to go

over to america he stumbled off the plane
drinking guinness by the pitcher full his effort was in vain
he tried a gig at brittingham's the manager said no
a bodhran player's welcome but the drummer's gotta go

everybody loves him now the phone is off the hook
he's working 7 nights for whiskey but at least it's steady work
high hat smashin cymbals crashin bass drum booming low
now no one will admit they said the drummer's gotta go

©1998 Moore/Boyce/Kelleher/McGroary/O'Callaghan (BMI)

the music
John Boyce keyboards & backup vocal
Seamus Kelleher mandolin
John McGroary button accordion
Paul Moore lead vocal & guitar
Mike O'Callaghan drums & backup vocal
Liz Knowles fiddle
Tom Wetmore bass



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9) BACKYARD
WORDS Paul Moore
MUSIC John Boyce, Seamus Kelleher, John McGroary, Paul Moore, Mike O'Callaghan
ARRANGEMENT John Whelan & Blackthorn

 
bobby's only 44 lost an eye in the vietnam war
now he fights a demon deep inside
doesn't have a place to rest
abandoned car or subway vent
the fall was very fast and very far

yeah yeah yeah
we could give him food and shelter help him get his life together
a random act of kindness can't be hard
not in my back yard although his world has come apart
i'm not the one who dealt his rotten cards
put him on some country club i'm not the one who screwed him up
my love for him will only go so far
but not in my back yard

friday on the avenue
st. francis mission's out of food
stop for steak & shrimp in shannon's bar
working girl is stoned again
money comes and goes my friend
half goes in her face half in her arm

it's their own fault or so you say
pass the homeless on the way
but a stray dog off the street you'll give a home
must have lost all dignity
these members of society
but who has really lost respect for life

©1998 Moore/Boyce/Kelleher/McGroary/O'Callaghan (BMI)

the music:
John Boyce keyboards, Hammond B3 organ & backup vocal
Seamus Kelleher lead & rhythm guitar
Paul Moore lead vocal
Mike O'Callaghan drums
Amy Fradon backup vocal
Tom Wetmore bass



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10) FRESH SQUEEZE
MUSIC John McGroary
ARRANGEMENT John Whelan & blackthorn
 

©1998 McGroary (BMI)

the music
John Boyce electronic keyboards
Seamus Kelleher electric guitar
John McGroary button accordion
Mike O'Callaghan drums, bongos & congas
Liz Knowles fiddle
Tom Wetmore bass
John Whelan shakers



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11) THE ROAD TO ANGLESEA
WORDS & MUSIC Paul Moore
ARRANGEMENT: John Whelan & Blackthorn

blue haired lady in an aran sweater it's 81 degrees
she's pushing through this festival and staring right at me
she hollers over everyone do you know the music's loud
says i i know a better one and i'll sing it for you now

aye fiddle dee idle dee
everybody sing it out with me
aye fiddle dee idle dee
we're on the road to anglesea

late september you must remember along the jersey shore
the craic was good in jimmy's and we ended up in moore's
80 miles south of philly & 100 from new york
3000 from west belfast and the same from county cork
it starts off with the local bands and the ceili dancing crew
then makem belts a ballad out then paddy reilly too
the wolfe tones get excited when sinead sings foggy dew
we almost had the pope say mass but he couldn't find a room

the aoh is in the house and only time will tell
if mary from dungloe came in would she hold her liquor well
some joker's down from 2 street they try to strut their stuff
but there's only room for jiggin boys they'll have to give it up
the crowd just seems to multiply on friday at the feis
maloney prefers milwaukee but i say it's the best
folk nazi's get reported they won't get through the door
but if a pretty girl should leave the place they'll let in 50 more

5am is closing time as bilbee rocks the van
a lonely piper on the beach is wailing in the sand
4 nights of clouded judgement but the cops won't lock you up
if you stay between the ditches and your beer is in a cup
well monday things are quiet now the visas running out
a 1000 people take the pledge they're swearing off the stout
but i'll make a little wager in september you will see
a million plastic paddy's on the road to anglesea

©1998 Moore (BMI)

the music
John Boyce piano & backup vocal
Seamus Kelleher lead guitar & backup vocal
John McGroary button accordion & backup vocal
Paul Moore lead vocal & acoustic guitar
Mike O'Callaghan drums & backup vocal
John Whelan backup vocal
Tom Wetmore bass & backup vocal



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12) BALLAD OF THE 15B (If Only She Could Know)
WORDS & MUSIC Paul Moore
ARRANGEMENT John Whelan & Blackthorn

i could see her through a window passing by
on a 15b near the grand canal in old rathmines
paging through a magazine
the brightest eyes i'd ever seen
and the bus pulled from the corner right on time
the long dark hair around my angel's face
aroused my sleepy memory so i kept pace
headed for st. stephen's green
i had to pass the wexford inn
i met her long ago inside that place

if only she could know this feeling in my soul
how can i walk away and let her go

the bus slowed down in traffic by the green
i had to have another word with the vision had seen
i swear she smiled when i caught her eye
then turned away so very shy
as the driver headed off towards trinity
so i took a shortcut down through grafton street
and i knew that i could love again if only we would meet
on the street the tunes were ringing
i could hear a choir singing
some old familiar song with a gentle beat

i could see her through a window passing by
on a 15b near the grand canal in old rathmines
paging through a magazine
the brightest eyes i'd ever seen
and the bus pulled from the corner right on time

©1998 Moore (BMI)

the music
John Boyce piano
Paul Moore vocal
Abby Newton cello



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