Everyone Is Irish

by Riverview Studios

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Recorded and Produced during the winter of 2012 at Riverview Studios in Waltham, MA by Andrew Kramer and Sam Margolis, "Everyone Is Irish" marks the second compilation release from Riverview Studios.

Boston-based Americana artists showcase their Irish influence and roots! Featuring music from:

Patrick Coman & The Lo-Fi Angels
Comanchero
David Delaney & Friends
Ryan Fitzsimmons
Greg Klyma
Lydia Thornton
Three Day Threshold
Jon Titone
The Whiskey Boys
T Max

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released March 12, 2012

Produced, Engineered, Mixed and Mastered by Andrew Kramer & Sam Margolis at Riverview Studios, Waltham, MA

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Track Name: Comanchero - Irish Goodbye
'Twas a fine looking woman,
Knew what she was doin',
Had nothing to do with revenge.
She's robbing the cradle
and they aren't able
To muster a proper defense.

She worked at an oyster bar
Shucked her hands raw
Never did find a pearl.
But the things she does now
With the boys on the town
She wished she had done as a girl.

You could call it her signature move,
As she waltzes out of the room.
Escaping your eye, it's an Irish Goodbye,
Like a needle that's jumping the groove.

The gossip she'd handle
Avoiding a scandal,
The alter boys all knew her name
Hell, everyone knows an Elizabeth Rose
Grabbing the world by the mane.

You could call it her signature move,
As she waltzes out of the room.
Escaping your eye, it's an Irish Goodbye,
Like a needle that's jumping the groove.

You could call it her signature move,
As she waltzes out of the room.
Escaping your eye, it's an Irish Goodbye,
Like a needle that's jumping the groove
Escaping your eye, it's an Irish Goodbye,
Like a needle that's jumping the groove.
Track Name: Three Day Threshold - Come Out Ye Black & Tans
I was born in a Dublin street where the loyal drums do beat
And the loving English feet they walked all over us
And every single night when me dad would come home tight
He'd invite the neighbors out with this chorus

Chorus:

Come out ye Black and Tans, come out and fight me like a man
Show your wives how you won medals down in Flanders
Tell her how the IRA made you run like hell away
From the green and lovely lanes in Killeshandra

Come tell us how you slew them ole Arabs two by two
Like the Zulus, they had spears and bow and arrows
How you bravely you faced down one with your sixteen-pounder gun
And you've frightened them poor natives to their marrows

Chorus

Come here so you can tell, how you've slung the brave Parnell
When you thought him well and truly persecuted
Where are your sneers and jeers that you loudly let us hear
When our leaders of 16 were executed

Chorus
Track Name: David Delaney & Friends - Red-Haired Boy -> Silver Spear
Instrumental
Track Name: T Max - Dundabeck
Oh, Dundabeck oh Dunderbeck how could you be so mean?
To ever have invented the sausage meat machine
Now all the rats and pussy cats will never more be seen
They'll all be ground to sausage meat in Dundabeck's machine

One day a little boy came walking in the store
He bought a pound of sausage links and laid them on the floor
And while the boy was waiting he whistled up a tune
The sausages they stood, they barked, they danced around the room

Oh, Dundabeck oh Dunderbeck how could you be so mean?
To ever have invented the sausage meat machine
Now all the rats and pussy cats will never more be seen
They'll all be ground to sausage meat in Dundabeck's machine

One day the darn thing broke and it wouldn't seem to go
So Dundabeck climbed in, the reason for to know
Well, his wife was having a nightmare and walking' in her sleep
She gave the crank a heck of a yank and Dundabeck was meat

Oh, Dundabeck oh Dunderbeck how could you be so mean?
To ever have invented the sausage meat machine
Now all the rats and pussy cats will never more be seen
They'll all be ground to sausage meat in Dundabeck's machine
Track Name: Three Day Threshold (Feat. Members of Comanchero & The Whiskey Boys) - Danny Boy
Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen, and down the mountainside
The summer's gone, and the roses are all falling
'tis you must go, 'tis you must go, and I must bide.

But come you back when summer's in the meadow
Or when the valley’s hushed and white with snow
'tis I'll be there in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so.

And if you come, when all the flowers are dying
And I am dead, as dead I well may be
You'll come and find the place where I am lying
And kneel and say an "Avé" there for me.
And I shall hear, tho' softly tread above me

And all my dreams, they’re warmer, sweeter be
If you'll not fail to tell me that you love me
I simply sleep in peace ‘til you come to me.