Christy Moore - The Ballad of Patrick Murphy lyrics
[Christy Moore - The Ballad of Patrick Murphy lyrics]
The turning of the tide
They lived beside the river
By the river they lived and they died
Patrick Murphy was a fisherman in
The town of Passage West
With his wife and seven children
He tended to his nets
In the year 1911 one moonlit night in May
With 3 companions Patrick rowed
Across to French's Bay
They were fishing for a living
Like their fathers done before
Dreaming of the salmon all
Along the Mucán shore
They lived beside the river at
The turning of the tide
They lived beside the river
By the river they lived and they died
Until the bailiffs boat came down the Lee
The dreaded Murricaune
They came down from Blackrock Castle
With their revolvers drawn
The Murricaune were gangsters in the
Service of the crown
They murdered Patrick Murphy as he
Fished on the Mucán
In the year 2011 we gathered on the green
To remember Patrick Murphy
In beautiful Toureen
For the people that remember that
Justice was not done
For the killing of Pat Murphy by
A bullet from the bailiffs' gun