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    "Song for Johnny"genre: Folk
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    An American's first impressions of Ireland, and the Irish.
    CD: One Pub Town   Label: H. O. T. Dog, Austin, TX

    Story Behind the Song
    On my first trip to Ireland in 1990, I stayed with Neville's Mom and Dad in Dublin. Johnny Stewart took me for a drive down into his native Wicklow. This song is about Johnny and the beautiful piece of the World he inroduced me to.
    I wrote the song over the year or so after returning, and was inspired while going through the photographs I had taken on the trip.
    Wes Pascoe

    Lyrics
    On a grey misty morning, we drove South from Dublin
    Through the Featherbed Mountains where clouds kiss the turf
    My first look at Ireland through the eyes of an old man
    In the green hills of Wicklow, the place of his birth

    The hills were aglow with the fire of an emerald
    The breeze was alive with the wildflow'rs' bouquet
    Not in my life had I seen such great beauty
    As in Wicklow's dear mountains and valleys that day

    We travelled the paths that he walked as a young man
    The valleys and hillsides he roamed long ago
    His life was the land that his fathers had left him
    The green hills of Wicklow, the hills of his home

    In the Vale of Avoca, I wept at the beauty
    We stood on the bank where the bright waters meet
    The words of the poet still haunt that day's mem'ry
    There was ne'er in the wide world a valley so sweet

    Now in scrapbooks and mem'ries of places I've travelled
    The images always have seemed so alive
    But there is one picture I'll keep with me always
    The green hills of Wicklow, through old Johnny's eyes

    I still see the places he knew as a young man
    The valleys and hillsides he roamed long ago
    His life was the land that his fathers had left him
    The green hills of Wicklow, the hills of his home

    Wes Pascoe, 1992

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