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Bunclody lyrics and chords

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Buncloudy Lyrics And Chords-Traditional. Bunclody is in Co. Wexford , also known as 'The Streams Of Bunclody . The video is of The Dubliners with Luke Kelly doing the singing on this one.
 

Oh[D] were I at the moss house
Where the[A] birds do in[D]crease
By the[A] foot of Mount[D] Leinster
Or[Em] some silent[A] place
By the streams of Bun[D]cloudy
Where all[Em] pleasures do[A] meet
And[D] all that I ask is
One[A] kiss from you[D] sweet

Oh the streams of Buncloudy
They flow down to the sea
By the streams of Buncloudy
I am longing to be
A-drinking stong liquor
At the height of my cheer
Here's a health to Buncloudy
And the lass I love dear

Oh the cuckoo is a pretty bird
And she sings as she flies
She brings us glad tidings
And she tells us no lies
She sucks all of the small birds' eggs
Just to make her voice clear
And the more she sings cuckoo
The summer draws near

If I were a clerk
And I could write a good hand
I would write to my true love
So that she'd understand
That I am a young fellow
Who is wounded in love
Once I lived in Buncloudy
But now must remove

So farewell to my father
And my mother adieu
To my sister and my brother
Farewell unto you
I am bound out for America
My fortune to try
When I think on Buncloudy
I am ready to die

Buncloudy Lyrics Without Chords
Oh were I at the moss house
Where the birds do increase
By the foot of Mount Leinster
Or some silent place
By the streams of Buncloudy
Where all pleasures do meet
And all that I ask is
One kiss from you sweet

Oh the streams of Buncloudy
They flow down to the sea
By the streams of Buncloudy
I am longing to be
A-drinking stong liquor
At the height of my cheer
Here's a health to Buncloudy
And the lass I love dear

Oh the cuckoo is a pretty bird
And she sings as she flies
She brings us glad tidings
And she tells us no lies
She sucks all of the small birds' eggs
Just to make her voice clear
And the more she sings cuckoo
The summer draws near

If I were a clerk
And I could write a good hand
I would write to my true love
So that she'd understand
That I am a young fellow
Who is wounded in love
Once I lived in Buncloudy
But now must remove

So farewell to my father
And my mother adieu
To my sister and my brother
Farewell unto you
I am bound out for America
My fortune to try
When I think on Buncloudy
I am ready to die

When Luke Kelly was asked what song he'd liked to be 
remembered for he picked Bunclody. The Dubliners were on tour in the
South East and ended up in Enniscourty. In the afternoon, the lads
had little to do while waiting around for the show
so they went to the pub beside the bridge in Enniscourty.
They were playing a few songs just to pass the time away. There 
was just the one other customer in the pub. Luke says, he was a very 
well dressed gentleman and he stood there listening to
us play. ''Very Nice'' , he said after the Dubliners 
had sang a few songs, but do you mind if I sing a song
myself ?. The lads expected a tenor voice something
like John McCormack, but he had a beautiful soft voice
and he sang a song that none of us had ever heard before
, a beautiful song. We were mesmerised by that. This
was a real example of colecting a song without expecting to collect. 
Afterwords Bunclody became one of Luke's favorite songs. When he sang 
it in Bunclody  he dedicated it to the man who sang it
in the pub on the bridge who was a local School master named Michael Flannery.

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