CRUEL WIND OF CHANGE
Words: Liam Dalton, Tom walsh Music: Tom walsh

AFTER SEEING THE RECENT MOVIE TITANIC I WAS REMINDED OF THE POWERFUL POEM ‘DEATH THE LEVELLER’ AND I FELT A SONG THAT REFLECTED THIS SENTIMENT WOULD BE APPROPRIATE.

My journey to the Land of dreams
Began the other day.
A piper born in Dublin town
Sweet music i would play.
From that great town I emanate
My love a dark haired lass
I left her for America
Another dream alas.

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Cruel wind of change you now forsake
A cold mistress is your plea.
A tragic dream remains your state
So deep beneath the sea.


To Queenstown in the county Cork
I gently made my way
It’s there i boarded a mighty ship
On that bright April day.
My thoughts and expectations
Like a cran and roll in flight
Of that new world that does await
My music will excite.

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We sailed away to liberty
My home left behind
My pipes my only company
And drinking to be blind.
A northern breeze it spoke to me
A distant mound afloat
My heart was in melody
As our ship choose not to note.

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A humble child of poverty
My music to entreat
And now the rich and powerful
Are standing at my feet.
No warning comes of tragedy
In life’s most simple game
When equalized by destiny
Neath the icey watery plains.

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Fifteen hundred people
Had perished by idle gain
The pipes no longer played the tune
But I played on just the same.
Now the sea is still with memories
Of that cold tragic night,
When those pale captives heaved a sigh
And were equaled by their plight

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