Wait Till The Clouds Roll By

by Fintan McHugh

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“...alive and dangerous feel to the album... he channels the spirit of Andy Irvine in his cittern and harmonica work...pacing is a pleasure on this album...”
IRISH MUSIC MAGAZINE. Seàn Laffey

"..Wait Till The Clouds Roll By reveals a major new Irish folk talent...a unique catalogue of stunning interpretative skills...each gripping syllable retaining a knife-edged excitement... sparse yet complex, raw yet elegant debut."
John O’Regan

For my first album I have chosen a selection of mainly traditional folk songs of Irish, Scottish, English and American origin as well as two of my own.
Since records from the 60’s and 70’s have inspired me a lot I wanted to record single takes of the songs in a live manner without overdubbing. Doing so each song was captured in it’s unique moment in time.

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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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Track Name: Wait Till The Clouds Roll By
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
Track Name: Lord Saltoun And Annachie Gordon
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
Track Name: Puppet Of Disaster
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
Track Name: The Rocks of Bawn
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
Track Name: Holding On
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
Track Name: You Rambling Boys of Pleasure
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
Track Name: A Stór Mo Chroí
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
Track Name: The Blacksmith
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
Track Name: Edward On Lough Erne's Shore
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