Grooving style country/rock. Eagles meet Pure Prairie League.
Music & Lyrics by Rod Kinny. Rod Kinny: vocals, fretless bass, acoustic guitars. John Calarco: drums. Ken Wilson: pedal steel guitar, banjo. Brian Bart: percussion programming
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A ditty about being in Ireland.
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Wandering, wandering round the lovely emerald isle
I spot a house like Father Ted’s
On a winding road, with a blue sky ahead
Happy, happy and at peace within myself
Since I crossed the Irish Sea
I feel my worries lift, and a song within my key
With Feargal Sharkey on the jukebox
The merry crowd sings fine
A good heart these days is not so hard to find
Strolling, strolling through the streets of cobblestone
I see a man like Alan Ladd
Outside the betting shop, as he hails a taxi
Something, something ‘bout a market Saturday
From the pen of Roddy Doyle
After a football match, as the chips begin to boil
With Feargal Sharkey on the jukebox
The whole pub sings in time
A good heart these days is not so hard to find
The Bachelors and Ruby Murray
The misty memories breathe
Softly, softly, Diane and Melody
There is an innocence that rings
A joy that is overflowing
The cracks in the fabric of this land
The sense of humor’s glowing
With Feargal Sharkey on the jukebox
The whole pub sings in time
A good heart these days is not so hard to find
The Bachelors and Ruby Murray
The misty memories breathe
Softly, softly, Diane and Melody
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