Old Fogey’s Favourites

I posted earlier (Kilkelly) about separation and the effects of emigration, on those left behind. Here is a song on a similar theme but from the other standpoint. The widespread practice among the peasantry of dividing the land equally among the sons ensured that they could not all survive on the fragments handed down to them. Some had to seek work elsewhere. Before mass emigration to America, the main option was soldiering.

“When he sleeps he dreams he’s a farmer again, but now he’s a man of war.”

Here it is by the Albion Band, from a live concert. I don’t know where or when but within the last ten years.

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I am offering this as part of my ‘Going to Sleep’ anthology and as a supplement to my earlier post in tribute to the late Bernadette Greevy. Here she is singing the most famous of all lullabies. It is simply and beautifully done.

The pianist is Paul Hamburger.

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