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Lyrics:
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English Translation:
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Seanduine Doite
(Gaeilge)
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Miserable Old Man
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Chuir mé mo sheanduine
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I sent my old man
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Instreach ins a choirnéal
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into the corner
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a dh'ol bainne ramhair
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drinking sour milk
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is a th'ithe aráin eornan
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and eating brown bread
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Da gcuirfeadh se a cheann amach
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If he stuck his head out
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Bhainfinn an srón de
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I'd take the nose off him
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Agus d'fhuigfinn an chuid eile
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and give the rest of him
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Ag na cailini óga
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to the young girls
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Cúrfa:
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Chorus
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Óro, 'sheanduine, 'sheanduine dóite
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Oh miserable old man, old man
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Óro, 'sheanduine, , is mairg a phós thu
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I wish I had never married you
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Óro, 'sheanduine, 'sheanduine dóite
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Oh miserable old man, old man
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Luigh ar do leaba is codail do dhothain
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Lie on the bed and sleep your fill
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Dá bhfaighinnse mo sheanduine
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If I were to find my old man
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báite i bpoll mónadh
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drowned in a bog hole
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a chosa bheith briste
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his legs broken,
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is a loirgni leonta
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and his shins wounded,
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Thabharfainn na bhaile é
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I'd take him home
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is shinfinn faoi chlár e
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and I'd stretch him out
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is sh\u'ilfinn amach
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and I'd walk on out
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Leis na buachailli óga
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with the young fellows
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Dá bhfeicféa mo sheanduine
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If you could see my old man
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Ar bharr an mhéan oiche
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around midnight
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'Chois ar an bhac aige
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his feet on the hearth,
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Is é deargadh a phiopa
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and him lighting his pipe
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Gur chosúil le slatmhara é
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we'd look like a sea-rod
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Dhá loirge chaola
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with his two skinny shins
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Is mura ndéanfadh sé ansin é
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and if he didn't do it then
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Ni dhéanfadh sé choíche é
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he'd never do it
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Bail Inbhir Aora
(Gàidhlig):
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The Inverary Wedding
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Sèist:
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Chorus:
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Bha mi air banais am Bail' Inbhir Aora,
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I was at a wedding in Inverary
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Bha mi air banais am Bail' Inbhir Aora,
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I was at a wedding in Inverary
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Chaidh mi gu Banais le cuideachd a m' bhaile
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I went to a wedding with people from my village,
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'S gnu d'fhuir mi mo leannan am Bail' Inbhir Aora
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and I got a girl in Inverary
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'Sa mhadainn mun d'fhàg mi bi earail mo mhàthair:
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In the morning before leaving, my mother's advice would be:
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"Bi stuama, bi cairdeil, nad nàdur a' laochan;
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"Be sober, and friendly-natured, my boy
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rach sgiobalta, sgoinneil 'nad eideadh 'nad anart
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Go neatly, and smartly in your attire, your linen
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Mu 'm bi thu nad mhasladh dhomh 'm Bail' Inbhir Aora"
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so you won't be an embarresment to me in Inverary."
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'N uair thog mi sinn ri bruthach gu h-uallagach, iollagach
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When we ascended the brae cheerily and light,
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Òigrigh air mhire, troimh fhireach is aonach
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youths flirting through mountain and hill,
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bu shunndach ar caithream than mòinteach is ghleannan,
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joyful was our cry over the moor and glen
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'S piob a toirt langan air 'Bail Inbhir Aora.'
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with pipes roaring out '
Bail' Inbhir Aora!
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'N uair thòisich an dannsadh ri fidhill na deann-ruith
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When the dancing started with the fiddle at full pelt
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Cuir shiùbhlach gum b'fhonnar a pong-ghearradh aotrom;
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belting out its cutting light notes,
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Dh'fhogradh gach smalan le sòlas a' chaidrìmh
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every sorrow was vanquished with the joy of the company,
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Is bòidheach nan ainnir am Bail' Inbhir Aora.
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and the beauty of the maidens in Inverary!
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