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O'er The Way
"O'er the Way" lyrics and music by Marc Gunn
Performed by Marc Gunn
From: St Patrick's Day
Under dark moonless
sky, he rode into the night
To See his love o'er the way.
(The) smell of flowers in the air, he passed not a care
Across a bridge o'that sad day.
When a shadow stepped from the rail, from his saddle he sailed,
And his horse rode off o'er the way.
As the man was caught off guard, the shadow struck him hard
And his hopes rode off o'er the way.
* O'er the way, o'er
the way, o'er the way, o'er the way,
His hopes rode off o'er the way.
O'er the way, o'er the way, o'er the way, o'er the way,
His hopes rode off o'er the way.
Well a fire burned
inside, and he beat the brigand thrice.
The hate consumed him o'er the way.
O' the man thought he had won, until he felt the brigand's song
Grab hold o'him o'er the way.
So the thief took his revenge, and he beat the man unending
With a cat o'nine tails o'er the way.
And he shrieked to the night, bloodied by the fight,
Like a cat he shriekd o'er the way.
* O'er the way, o'er
the way, o'er the way, o'er the way,
Like a cat he shriekd o'er the way.
O'er the way, o'er the way, o'er the way, o'er the way,
Like a cat he shriekd o'er the way.
Well the law followed
that yell, saw the man lay where he fell.
Nothing left but the man's shell o'er the way.
As he layed the body to rest, the man's love clutcher her breasts
O' her heart was robbed and killed on that day.
And she breathed her last breath, and blood stained her dress
From the lashes that slew her man today.
As her body fell to the ground, there was an echoing howl
Of the hounds that howled for them o'er the way.
* O'er the way, o'er
the way, o'er the way, o'er the way,
O' the hounds that howled for them o'er the way.
O'er the way, o'er the way, o'er the way, o'er the way,
O' the hounds that howled for them o'er the way.
O' the door closed
real fast, a brigand and his cash
That he robbed with
his son o'er the way.
As the counted out their change, they shouted loud, unhallowed names
For they were made rich on that day.
Then the son went for his sister, found her dead with her blist ers
And the streaks of blood o'er the way.
O' her father couldn't stand, he found a picture in her hand...
It was the man they'd killed o'er the way.
* O'er the way, o'er
the way, o'er the way, o'er the way,
It was the man they'd killed o'er the way.
O'er the way, o'er the way, o'er the way, o'er the way,
It was the man they'd killed o'er the way.
Chords: KEY Dm
[Dm]Under dark moonless
[A7]sky, he [Dm]rode into the [Gm]night
To [Dm]See his [A7]love o'er the [Dm]way.
Smell of flowers in the [A7]air, he [Dm]passed without a [Gm]care
[Dm]Across a bridge [A7]o'that sad [Dm]day.
When a shadow stepped from the [A7]rail, from his [Dm]saddle he [Gm]sailed,
And his [Dm]horse rode [A7]off o'er the [Dm]way.
As the man was caught off [A7]guard, the [Dm]shadow struck him [Gm]hard
And his [Dm]hopes rode [A7]off o'er the [Dm]way.
Background
This was one of the first folk songs I ever wrote in a traditional style, and I have had more than one person ask if it was a traditional.
O'er the Way Videos
from Death & Coffee with the Celtfather episode
from Brobdingnagian Bards performance in 2006 on Long Island
from the Purgatorre Studio
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