| Song | Thousands Are Sailing |
| Artist | Liam Neeson |
| Album | Winter's Crossing (with Phil Coulter) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
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| [00:25.54] | It is the month of September |
| [00:28.42] | in the year 1866 |
| [00:30.71] | an english gentleman Edwin war |
| [00:33.25] | who was traveling through the north of Ireland |
| [00:35.49] | road home to his family |
| [00:43.10] | I was at the Baleny station the other day |
| [00:45.85] | when I saw a distressing scene |
| [00:48.25] | a company of start young peasants were leaving by the train for Londonderry |
| [00:52.62] | from where they were to take shipping for America |
| [00:56.61] | The whole platform was crowded with their friends and relatives |
| [01:00.11] | all simple rustic folk |
| [01:02.15] | Form hooray headed age leaning upon the staff |
| [01:05.09] | to the unconscious infant crowing in his mather’s arms |
| [01:09.27] | The parting scene was painfully tarting. |
| [01:32.98] | Every eye was drowned in tears |
| [01:35.78] | and wild unrestrained cries of affection |
| [01:38.82] | as they embraced each other again and again |
| [01:41.77] | moved even the porters |
| [01:43.66] | to whom such scenes were familiar. |
| [01:54.36] | As the train began to move slowly away |
| [01:57.25]2 or 3 of those upon the platform clung[01:59.35] | screaming to the carriage stores |
| [02:03.38] | until dragged away |
| [02:08.27] | And amongst the wild out cry that rows who were left behind |
| [02:13.17] | One poor woman fell back |
| [02:15.26] | upon the seat against the wall |
| [02:17.25] | wailing |
| [02:18.59] | oh my darling my darling |
| [02:21.78] | Whilst an old white headed man hard by |
| [02:24.47] | dropped down on his knees |
| [02:26.56] | with up lifted arms cried |
| [02:29.20] | oh may the hand of bliss of god be about thee |
| [02:33.73] | my own son |
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| al: | |
| [00:25.54] | It is the month of September |
| [00:28.42] | in the year 1866 |
| [00:30.71] | an english gentleman Edwin war |
| [00:33.25] | who was traveling through the north of Ireland |
| [00:35.49] | road home to his family |
| [00:43.10] | I was at the Baleny station the other day |
| [00:45.85] | when I saw a distressing scene |
| [00:48.25] | a company of start young peasants were leaving by the train for Londonderry |
| [00:52.62] | from where they were to take shipping for America |
| [00:56.61] | The whole platform was crowded with their friends and relatives |
| [01:00.11] | all simple rustic folk |
| [01:02.15] | Form hooray headed age leaning upon the staff |
| [01:05.09] | to the unconscious infant crowing in his mather' s arms |
| [01:09.27] | The parting scene was painfully tarting. |
| [01:32.98] | Every eye was drowned in tears |
| [01:35.78] | and wild unrestrained cries of affection |
| [01:38.82] | as they embraced each other again and again |
| [01:41.77] | moved even the porters |
| [01:43.66] | to whom such scenes were familiar. |
| [01:54.36] | As the train began to move slowly away |
| [01:57.25]2 or 3 of those upon the platform clung[01:59.35] | screaming to the carriage stores |
| [02:03.38] | until dragged away |
| [02:08.27] | And amongst the wild out cry that rows who were left behind |
| [02:13.17] | One poor woman fell back |
| [02:15.26] | upon the seat against the wall |
| [02:17.25] | wailing |
| [02:18.59] | oh my darling my darling |
| [02:21.78] | Whilst an old white headed man hard by |
| [02:24.47] | dropped down on his knees |
| [02:26.56] | with up lifted arms cried |
| [02:29.20] | oh may the hand of bliss of god be about thee |
| [02:33.73] | my own son |
| ti: | |
| ar: | |
| al: | |
| [00:25.54] | It is the month of September |
| [00:28.42] | in the year 1866 |
| [00:30.71] | an english gentleman Edwin war |
| [00:33.25] | who was traveling through the north of Ireland |
| [00:35.49] | road home to his family |
| [00:43.10] | I was at the Baleny station the other day |
| [00:45.85] | when I saw a distressing scene |
| [00:48.25] | a company of start young peasants were leaving by the train for Londonderry |
| [00:52.62] | from where they were to take shipping for America |
| [00:56.61] | The whole platform was crowded with their friends and relatives |
| [01:00.11] | all simple rustic folk |
| [01:02.15] | Form hooray headed age leaning upon the staff |
| [01:05.09] | to the unconscious infant crowing in his mather' s arms |
| [01:09.27] | The parting scene was painfully tarting. |
| [01:32.98] | Every eye was drowned in tears |
| [01:35.78] | and wild unrestrained cries of affection |
| [01:38.82] | as they embraced each other again and again |
| [01:41.77] | moved even the porters |
| [01:43.66] | to whom such scenes were familiar. |
| [01:54.36] | As the train began to move slowly away |
| [01:57.25]2 or 3 of those upon the platform clung[01:59.35] | screaming to the carriage stores |
| [02:03.38] | until dragged away |
| [02:08.27] | And amongst the wild out cry that rows who were left behind |
| [02:13.17] | One poor woman fell back |
| [02:15.26] | upon the seat against the wall |
| [02:17.25] | wailing |
| [02:18.59] | oh my darling my darling |
| [02:21.78] | Whilst an old white headed man hard by |
| [02:24.47] | dropped down on his knees |
| [02:26.56] | with up lifted arms cried |
| [02:29.20] | oh may the hand of bliss of god be about thee |
| [02:33.73] | my own son |