BREAKING: Tragic news from Celtic Thunder

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UPDATE 4/3/14:  Emmet has announced that he will be re-joining Celtic Thunder for their upcoming tour due to George’s death.

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Sharon Browne announced today that George Donaldson suddenly passed away last night, March 12, 2014, of a massive heart attack.  He was 46.  He leaves behind his wife Carolyn and his 13 year old daughter Sarah.

George’s family & Celtic Thunder have all asked for privacy at this time.  They are asking that you do not send sympathy cards to any of them; they cannot handle them right now.  If you feel moved to, you may send a sympathy card to Carolyn & Sarah at this address:

℅ Celtic Thunder Limited
Priory House
19 Priory Hall
Stillorgan
Co Dublin
Ireland

Any cards received at this address will be forwarded on to George’s family.

If you do not want to mail a sympathy card, but would still like to express your condolences, memories, etc. of George, you may do so at Celtic Thunder’s memorial page.

If you would like to donate to a charity in George’s memory, Celtic Thunder sponsors a number of charities for you to choose from.  You can find that list here.

UPDATE 3/15/14:  If you would like to contribute to his daughter Sarah’s current & future education, you can do so here.

Rest in blessed peace, George.  You are tremendously missed by your legions of fans.

My thoughts are with his wife & daughter during this horrific time.

The Boys are Back in Town

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Sung by Keith Harkin, Neil Byrne, Ryan Kelly, Colm Keegan, Emmet Cahill, George Donaldson, and Emmet Cahill.

Guess who just got back today?
Them wild-eyed boys that had been away
Haven’t changed, haven’t much to say
But, man, I still think them cats are crazy

They were asking if you were around
How you was, where you could be found
Told them you were living downtown
Driving all the old men crazy

The boys are back in town
(The boys are back in town)
The boys are back in town
(The boys are back in town)

You know that chick that used to dance a lot
Every night she’d be on the floor shaking what she’s got
Man, when I tell you she was cool, she was red-hot
I mean, she was steamin’

And that time over at Johnny’s place
Well, that chick she got up and slapped Johnny’s face
Man, we just fell about the place
If that chick don’t want to know, forget her

The boys are back in town
(The boys are back in town)
The boys are back in town
(The boys are back in town)

Spread the word around
Guess who’s back in town
You spread the word around

Friday night they’ll be dressed to kill
Down at Dino’s bar and grill
The drink will flow and blood will spill
And if the boys want to fight, you’d better let them

That jukebox in the corner blasting out my favorite song
The nights are getting warmer, it won’t be long
Won’t be long till summer comes
Now that the boys are here again

The boys are back in town
(The boys are back in town)
The boys are back in town
(The boys are back in town)
The boys are back in town
(The boys are back in town)

Turning Away

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Sung by Ryan Kelly, Keith Harkin, George Donaldson, Emmet Cahill, Neil Byrne, and Colm Keegan.

In darkness we do what we can
In daylight we’re oblivion
Our hearts so raw and clear
Are turning away, turning away from here

On the water we have walked like a fearless child
What was fastened we’ve unlocked revealing wondrous wild
And in search of confirmation we have jumped into the fire
And scrambled with our burning feet through uncontrolled desire

In darkness we do what we can
In daylight we’re oblivion
Our hearts so raw and clear
Are turning away, turning away from here

There’s a well upon the hill from our ancient past
Where an age is standing still holding strong and fast
And there’s those that try to tame it and to carve it into stone
Ah, but words cannot extinguish it however hard they’re thrown

In darkness we do what we can
In daylight we’re oblivion
Our hearts so raw and clear
Are turning away, turning away from here

On Loch Etive, they have worked with their highland dreams
By Kilcrennan, they have nourished in the mountain streams
And in searching for acceptance, they had given it away
Only the children of our children know the price they had to pay

And in darkness we do what we can
In daylight we’re oblivion
Our hearts so raw and clear
Are turning away, turning away from here

And in darkness we do what we can
In daylight we’re oblivion
Our hearts so raw and clear
Are turning away, turning away from here

And in darkness we do what we can
In daylight we’re oblivion
Our hearts so raw and clear
Are turning away, turning away from here

Are turning away, turning away from here

Always There

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Sung by Emmet Cahill. Colm Keegan, Ryan Kelly, Neil Byrne, and George Donaldson are backup singers later in this piece.

When I’m less than I should be
And I just can’t face the day
When darkness falls around me
And I just can’t find my way

When my eyes don’t clearly see
And I stumble through it all
You, I lean upon, you keep me strong
And you raise me when I fall

You are there when I most need you
You are there so constantly
You come shining through, you always do
You are always there for me

When life brings me to my knees
When my back’s against the wall
You are standing there right with me
Just to keep me standing tall

Though a burden, I may be
You don’t weary, you don’t rest
You are reaching out to carry me
And I know I’m heaven blessed

You are there when I most need you
You are there so constantly
You come shining through, you always do
You are always there for me

You are there when I most need you
You are there so constantly
You come shining through, you always do
You are always there for me

There when I most need you
There so constantly
You come shining through, you always do
You are always there for me

You come shining through, you always do
You are always there for me

The Rocky Road To Dublin

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Sung by George Donaldson, Ryan Kelly, Keith Harkin, Neil Byrne, Colm Keegan, and Emmet Cahill.

Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin, whack follol de rah!

‘Twas in the merry month of May, from me home I started
Left the girls Tuam, nearly broken hearted
Saluted Father dear, kissed me darling mother
Drank a pint of beer, me grief and tears to smother
Then off to reap the corn, leave where I was born
Cut a stout blackthorn to banish ghosts and goblin
Bought a pair of brogues, rattling o’er the bogs
And fright’ning all the dogs on the rocky road to Dublin
One, two, three, four, five

Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin, whack follol de rah!

In Mullingar that night, I rested limbs so weary
Started by daylight next morning bright and early
Took a drop of the pure to keep me heart from sinking
That’s the Paddy’s cure whenever he’s on for drinking
See the lassies smile, laughing all the while
At me curious style, ‘twould set your heat a-bubblin’
Asked if I was hired, wages I required
‘Til I was almost tired of the rocky road to Dublin
One, two, three four, five

Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin, whack follol de rah!

In Dublin next arrived, I thought it such a pity
To be soon deprived a view of that fine city
So then I took a stroll all among the quality
Me bundle, it was stole in a neat locality
Something crossed me mind, when I looked behind
No bundle could I find upon me stick a-wobblin’
Enquiring for the rogue, they said me Connaught brogue
Wasn’t much in vogue on the rocky road to Dublin
One, two, three, four, five

Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin, whack follol de rah!

From there I got away, me spirits never failing
Landed on the quay just as the ship was sailing
The Captain at me roared, said that no room had he
When I jumped aboard, a cabin found for Paddy
Down among the pigs, they played some bonny rigs
Danced some hearty jigs, the water round me bubbling
When off Holyhead, I wished meself was dead
Or better for instead on the rocky road to Dublin
One, two, three, four, five

Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin, whack follol de rah!

The boys of Liverpool, when we safely landed
Called meself a food, could no longer stand it
The blood began to boil, the temper I was losing
Poor old Erin’s Isle, they began abusing
“Hurrah me soul,” says I, me shillelagh I let fly
Some Galway boys were by, saw I was a-hobbling
With a loud hurray, joined in the affray
We quickly cleared the way for the rocky road to Dublin
One, two, three, four, five

Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin, whack follol de rah!

Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin, whack follol de rah!

She Moved Through The Fair

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Sung by Colm Keegan, Emmet Cahill, Neil Byrne, George Donaldson.

My young love said to me, my mother won’t mind
And my father won’t slight you for your lack of kine
And she stepped away from me and this she did say
It will not be long love till our wedding day

She went away from me and she moved through the fair
And slowly I watched her move here and move there
She came her way homeward with one star awake
As the swan in the evening moves over the lake

The people were saying no two were e’re wed
But one has a sorrow that never was said
And I smiled as she passed with her goods and her gear
And that was the last that I saw of my dear

I dreamt last night that my young love came in
She came in so softly her feet made no din
She stepped up beside me and this she did say
It will not be long, love, ’til our wedding day

It will not be long, love, ’til our wedding day

Scarlet Ribbons (For Her Hair)

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Sung by George Donaldson.

I peeked in to say goodnight
And then I heard my child in prayer
“And for me, some scarlet ribbons
Scarlet ribbons for my hair.”

All the stores were closed and shuttered
All the streets were dark and bare
In our town, no scarlet ribbons
Not one ribbon for her hair.

Through the night my heart was aching
Just before the dawn was breaking

I peeked in and on her bed
In gay profusion, lying there
Lovely ribbons, scarlet ribbons
Scarlet ribbons for her hair.

If I live to be a hundred
I will never know from where
Came those lovely scarlet ribbons
Scarlet ribbons for her hair.

Scarlet ribbons for her hair.

The Grande Affaire

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Sung by George Donaldson.

Take a bus, who needs a car?
We’ll eat here, close by the door.
I’m not hungry now, are you?
Is it OK if I share yours with you?
I’ve got no money and I think, I believe that you knew.

Remember the moon, on the water how she’d shine?
The taste of the sheets and the feel of the wine.
Wasn’t I glad, that you were mine.
In the Grande Affaire?

Take a boat, or maybe a plane,
Anywhere now except Greece or Spain.
For, sure, I know where I am.
I see canals, this is Amsterdam.
I’ve got friends here, they know, they can say who I am.

Remember the room without any view?
Frightened we’d meet someone that we knew.
No farewells or how-do-you-dos.
In the Grande Affaire.

Now I’ve stay at the best hotels.
And there’s white coated waiters attend me.
And I look at them beautiful girls.
Do they really believe they can win me?

Well, I drive, now it’s seldom I walk.
I speak French, but I’d rather not talk.
Which suit will I wear tonight?
Take out the brown, but in the end wear the white.
After shade, stepping out, stepping into the light.

Remember the moon, on the water how she’d shine?
The year was all wrong, so we sent back the wine.
And wasn’t I glad that you were mine.
In the Grande Affaire?

In the Grande Affaire.

Star of the County Down

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Sung by George Donaldson, Neil Byrne, Emmet Cahill, and Colm Keegan.

In Banbridge town, in the County Down, one morning last July
By a boreen green came a sweet colleen, she smiled as she passed me by
She looked so sweet from her two bare feet to the sheen of her nut-brown hair
Such a coaxing elf, sure, I shook myself to see I was really there

From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay
From Galway to Dublin Town
No maid I’ve seen like the fair colleen that I met in the County Down

As she onward sped, sure, I scratched my head
And I looked with a feeling rare
And I said, says I, to a passer-by
Who’s the maid with the nut-brown hair?
She smiled at me, and he said, said he, she’s the gem of Irelands crown
Young Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann
She’s the star of the County Down

From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay
From Galway to Dublin Town
No maid I’ve seen like the fair colleen that I met in the County Down

I’ve travelled a bit for was never was smit since my roving career began
But fair and square, I surrendered there to the charms of Rosie McCann
I’d a heart to let, and no tenant yet had I met in a shawl or gown
But in she went, and I asked no rent from the star of the County Down

From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay
From Galway to Dublin Town
No maid I’ve seen like the fair colleen that I met in the County Down

At the harvest fair, she’ll be surely there, when I’ll dress in my Sunday clothes
With my shoes shone bright and my hat cocked right for a smile from my nut-brown rose
No pipe I’ll smoke, no horse I’ll yoke, ’til my plough is a rust-colored brown
‘Til a smiling bride by my own fireside sits the Star of the County Down

From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay
From Galway to Dublin Town
No maid I’ve seen like the fair colleen that I met in the County Down

From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay
From Galway to Dublin Town
No maid I’ve seen like the fair colleen that I met in the County Down

Voices

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Sung by Colm Keegan, Neil Byrne, George Donaldson, Keith Harkin, Ryan Kelly, and Emmet Cahill.

Voices are calling
Voices are calling
Voices calling
Voices calling you

There’s a voice that is starting to call us
There’s a voice that we just can’t ignore
There’s a bell that is ringing to tell us
We’re in a time and a place like never before

There’s a time when we’re called to be ready
It’s a time when a sign will appear
There’s a time when we’re called to be steady
This is the moment we know; that the moment is here

Why is we are here?
Where is we will go?
Will we just disappear?
Answers we don’t know

Where will the future lead?
What will the future show?
How are we to proceed?
Answers we don’t know

Why is we are here?
Where is we will go?
Will we just disappear?
Answers we don’t know

Where will the future lead?
What will the future show?
How are we to proceed?
Answers we don’t know

Voices call from the old days
Voices tell from the past
Ancient laws and ancient old ways to recast

Voices call from the future
How will our future last?
Voices call from the future
Is the future past?

Why is we are here?
(Why is we are here?)
Where is we will go?
(Where is we will go?)
Will we just disappear?
(Will we just disappear?)
Answers we don’t know

Where will the future lead?
(Where will the future lead?)
What will the future show?
(What will the future show?)
How are we to proceed?
(How are we to proceed?)
Answers we don’t know
We don’t know
We don’t know
We don’t know

Is there a better way?
(Why is it we are here?)
Do we go with the flow?
(Where is we will go?)
What is the price we will pay?
(Will we just disappear?)
Answers we don’t know

Is there a judgment day?
(Why is it we are here?)
Is this the final show?
(Where is we will go?)
When will the piper pay?
Answers we don’t know
(Answers we don’t know)
Answers we don’t know

The voices calling
The voices calling you