Wait Till The Clouds Roll By

by Fintan McHugh

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1.
Jenny, my own true loved one
 I'm going far from thee 
Out on the bound'ring billows 
Out on the deep blue sea 
How I will miss you, my darling
 There where the storm is raging high Cheer up and don't be lonely
 Wait till the clouds roll by 
Wait till the clouds roll by, Jenny 
Wait till the clouds roll by 
 Jenny, when far from thee, love 
I'm on the ocean deep 
Each thought of thee forever 
Loving, sweet vigil keep Then I will come to you, my darling
 Take courage, dear, never cry 
Cheer up and don't be lonely 
Wait till the clouds roll by
 Wait till the clouds roll by, Jenny
 Wait till the clouds roll by
2.
Buchan, it’s bonnie and there lives my love My heart lies on him and will not remove It will not remove oh for all that I have done Oh I never will forget my love Annachie For Annachie Gordon he's bonnie and he's rough He'd entice any woman that ever he saw He'd entice any woman and so he has done me Oh I never will forget my love Annachie Down came her father and he's standing by the door Saying Jeannie you're trying the tricks of a whore You care nothing for a man who cares so very much for thee You must marry Lord Saltoun and leave Annachie For Annachie Gordon, he's barely but a man Although he may be pretty but where are his lands? Oh the Saltoun's lands are broad and his towers they run high You must marry Lord Saltoun and leave young Annachie With Annachie Gordon I'd beg for my bread And before I'll marry Saltoun with gold to my head With gold to my head and gowns fringed to the knee And I'll die if I don't get me love Annachie And you that are my parents to Church you may me bring But unto Lord Saltoun I'll never bear a son For a son or a daughter, oh I'll never bow my knee Oh I'll die if I don't get me love Annachie Jeannie was married and from church she was brought home And when she and her maidens so merry should have been When she and her maidens so merry should have been She went into her chambers she’s crying all alone Come to bed now Jeannie me honey and my sweet For to style you my mistress it would be so sweet Be it mistress or Jeannie it's all the same to me But in your bed Lord Saltoun I never will lie And down came her father and he's spoken with renown Saying you that are her maidens go loosen off her gowns But she fell down to the floor so close down by his knee Saying father look I'm dying for me love Annachie The day that Jeannie married was the day that Jeannie died And the day that young Annachie came home on the tide And down came her maidens all wringing of their hands Saying oh it's been so long you've spent so long on the sands Oh so long on the sands, so long on the flood They have married your Jeannie and now she lies dead All you that are her maidens won’t you take me by the hand Won’t you take me to the chamber that me love she lies in And he's kissed her cold lips till his heart has turned to stone And he's died in the chamber where his true love she lay in
3.
Tell me your fears you’ve been fighting for years And tell me your fears Which keep in the tears from falling There’ll be new needs in your garden Seeds for a golden one I shall rise from the depths of the ocean I hid in the woods of memory I hear dogs howl I hear dogs bark and I’m telling you it’s getting dark all around me Describe the trees that surround you I know the forest you’re in I have walked it through and through What’s hidden behind your dreams at night? What remains unlived during the daylight? What makes you clench your throat so tight? I’ve been a puppet of disaster Feared to be my own master Tell me what prevents you from joy and laughter I’m afraid to live I’m afraid to die I’m afraid of him I’m afraid of her I’m afraid to be I’m afraid of me I’m afraid to change I’m afraid not to change at all I wanna be free and beautiful Shine like a perfect jewel I want to be under golden rule I’ve been a puppet of disaster Feared to be my own master Now it’s peace what I seek after
4.
Come all ye loyal heroes and listen on to me Don't hire with any master till you know what your work will be You will rise up early in the morning from the clear day light till the dawn And you never will be able for to plough the Rocks of Bawn My shoes they are well worn and my stockings they are thin My heart is always trembling for fear they might give in My heart is always trembling from the clear daylight till the dawn And I never will be able for to plough the Rocks of Bawn My curse it is upon you, Sweeney boy, you have me nearly robbed You're sitting by the fireside with your feet upon the hob You're sitting by the fireside from the clear daylight till the dawn And you never will be able for to plough the Rocks of Bawn Rise up, you gallant Sweeney, and give your horses hay And give them a good feed of oats before they ride away Don't feed them on soft turnip leaves go put them out on your green lawn For they never will be able for to plough the Rocks of Bawn Oh I wish the Queen of England would ride to me in time And place me in some regiment all in my youth and prime I'd fight for Ireland's glory from the clear daylight till the dawn And I never would return again to plough the Rocks of Bawn
5.
Holding On 03:09
You hold on To a bright future to come To the past that’s been done To living presently with all at one You hold on to be in time spun But I’m not telling you what you should do Only letting you know that you are holding on You hold on To consciousness, your breath To a life after death To your mantra, yoga, trauma You hold on to your spiritual drama. But I’m not telling you what you should do All I’m saying is that you are holding on You hold on To your emotional knot What you ought to do and what not To everything you’ve got You hold on to every single thought But I’m not telling you what you should do Merely saying that you are holding on You hold on To be enlightened to be free To god or your philosophy To any mental story You hold on to that thing you call me While some hold on to holding on Others hold on to letting go
6.
You rambling boys of pleasure Give ear unto these lines I write I own I am a rover In rambling I take great delight I cast my mind on a handsome girl And often times she does me slight My mind is never easy Except when my true love is in my sight Down by yon flowery gardens
 Where me and my true love do meet 
I took her in my arms 
And unto her gave kisses sweet
 She bade me take love easy
 Just as the leaves fall from the tree
 But I being young and foolish
 With my own true love I did not agree And the second time I met my love
 I thought that her heart was surely mine But as the season changes 
My darling girl has changed her mind 
Gold is the root of evil 
Although it bears a glistening hue
 Causes many the lad and the lass to part
 Though their hearts like mine be e’er so true And I wish I was in Belfast town
 And my own true love along with me 
And money in my pocket 
To keep us in good company
 And liquor to be plenty 
A flowing glass on every side
 Hard fortune would ne’er daunt me 
For I am young and the world is wide
7.
A stór mo chroí, when you're far away 
From the home that you'll soon be leaving 
Sure it's many the time by night and by day 
That your heart will be sorely grieving
 For the stranger's land may be bright and fair 
And rich in her treasures golden 
You'll pine, I know, for the long, long ago 
And the heart that is never olden A stór mo chroí, in the stranger's land
 There is plenty of wealth and wailing
 Whilst gems adorn the great and grand
 There are faces with hunger paling 
Well the road is dreary, and hard to tread
 And the lights of their cities blind you
 Won't you turn a stór to Erin's shore
 And the one that you left behind you A stór mo chroí, when the evening's sun 
Over mountain and meadow is a-falling
 Won't you turn away from the throng and list 
And maybe you'll hear me calling 
For the sound of a voice that is surely mine
 For somebody's speedy returning 
A ruin, a ruin, won't you come back soon 
To the one that will always love you
8.
A blacksmith courted me nine months and better He fairly won my heart wrote me a letter With his hammer in his hand he looked quite clever And if I was with my love I'd live for ever But where is my love gone with his cheeks like roses? And his good black Billycock on all crowned with primroses? I'm afraid the scorching sun will shine and burn his beauty And if I was with my love I'd do my duty Strange news has come to town, strange news is carried Strange news flies up and down that my love is married And I wish them both much joy though they can't hear me And may God reward him well for the slighting of me Don't you remember when you lay beside me? And you said you'd marry me and not deny me? If I said I'd marry you it was only for to try you So bring your witness love and I'll not deny you Oh, witness have I none save God Almighty And may he reward you well for the slighting of me Her cheeks grew pale and wan it made her poor heart to tremble To think she loved the one and he proved deceitful
9.
As the sun was setting behind the mountain The dew was falling upon the leaves And I was seated beside a fountain A feathered songster sang on a tree With love and bliss his notes were sounding Made me reminded of days of yore Where in a bower I picked a flower And I dreamt of Edward on Lough Erne’s Shore Ah the cuckoo’s notes in the air resounding Appeal to feeling and please the ear And every note is a bliss abounding Here in the valley if he were here Each step I take by the winding river Where we have wandered in days of yore Reminds me of Edward my banished lover And makes me lonely on Lough Erne’s Shore A crop of sorrow my heart is reaping My rose has faded and my hopes decayed For it’s in the night time when all are sleeping Awake I am weeping till the break of day Delight has fled me and woe has wed me Why did you leave me, my love a stór But law compelled him and banished Edward Who’d not forsake me on Lough Erne’s Shore Oh could I move like the moon o’er the ocean I would send a sigh o’er the distant deep Or could I move like a bird in motion By my Edward’s side I would ever keep I’d fondly sooth him, with songs amuse him I’d gently sooth him and he’d sigh no more For seven long years would soon pass over And we’d both live happy on Lough Erne’s Shore

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”Wait Till The Clouds Roll By reveals a major new Irish folk talent. ...a sparse yet complex, raw yet elegant debut. For an opening move in a solo career for Fintan McHugh none could be better and more illuminating than Wait till the Clouds Roll By.”

“..Everything fits with a glove like comfort and the result is a unique catalogue of stunning interpretative skills.”

“... each gripping syllable retaining a knife-edged excitement...”

 John O’Regan (Journalist, Broadcaster, Lecturer)


“...alive and dangerous feel to the album...”
”... he channels the spirit of Andy Irvine in his cittern and harmonica work”…

IRISH MUSIC MAGAZINE -  Seàn Laffey   


”... a treasurabley intense a cappella version of A Stór Mo Chroí ...”

LIVING TRADITION - David Kidman



“...Fintan McHugh’s voice rings with clarity and integrity throughout...”
“...an emerging writer with a readiness to report back from the darkness..."

fROOTS - Steve Hunt


“His own songs come across as attractively as the traditional ones.”

FOLKWORLD - Michael Moll

credits

released June 1, 2016

All Instruments (Voice, Guitar, Cittern and Harmonicas) played by Fintan McHugh.
Recorded and produced by Joe McKenna at Scarr Mountain Studios, Co. Wicklow, Ireland.
Mixed and mastered by Sam McKenna at Scarr Mountain Studios, Co. Wicklow, Ireland.
Photography by Céline O'Donnell. Design by Ruairí Conaty

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