Kenn Gordon and his band 1916
indie
acoustic
ballad
synth
americana
boogie
celtic
scottish
surf
irish
new orleans
cajun
zydeco
world
doo wop
glam rock
klezmer
Story behind the song
a historical note about those that have left irieland and their decencants return looking for the freedom that still does not exist
Lyrics
I've walked the streets of Dublin
In the snow and the rain
I've watched the coffin ships
Load the People Just like grain
They died in their thousands
While England she did sleep
not one of her promises
did she ever keep
The crops they have failed
there's nothing left to eat
They tried all they could
But the famines got them beat
They watched their wifes and families
Die out in the rain
and They waited for england
but they waited in vain
Some lived by the law
some died by the gun
and more irish heros
spent a lifetime on the run
For Irelands freedom
The fought and they died
and no one can say
from injustice they'll hide
In the graveyards of France
and in Belgium as well
There's Thousands of crosses
Where the Irishmen they fell
in all of the wars
mankind did fight
The Irish you'll find
on the side of the right
They travle back to ireland
In search of their past
in the small towns of Eire
The find a home at last
And they learned of the hardships
faced by those left behind
and found out today
the only change it is time
Now we'll walk a millon streets
In a thousand different towns
All over this wide world
The Irish they'll be found
So come all of you Irish
and Sing aloud with me
lets Shout to the world
Some day we'll all be free