Tommy Makem – The Connemara Cradle Song lyrics

On the wings of the wind o'er the dark rolling deep
Angels are coming to watch o'er thy sleep
Angels are coming to watch over thee
So list to the wind coming over the sea

Hear the wind blow, love, hear the wind blow
Lean your head over and hear the wind blow

Oh, winds of the night, may your fury be crossed,
May no one who's dear to our island be lost
Blow the winds gently, calm be the foam
Shine the light brightly and guide them back home


The currachs tomorrow will stand on the shore
And daddy goes sailing, a'sailing no more
The nets will be drying, the nets Heaven blessed
And safe in my arms dear, contented he'll rest.

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