Christy Moore
the city of chicago
In the City of Chicago
As the evening shadows fall
There are people dreaming
Of the hills of Donegal
1847 was the year it all began
Deadly pains of hunger drove a million from the land
They journeyed not for glory
Their motive wasn't greed
A voyage of survival across the stormy sea
To the City of Chicago
As the evening shadows fall
There are people dreaming
Of the hills of Donegal
Some of them knew fortune
Some of them knew fame
More of them knew hardship
And died upon the plain
They spread throughout the nation
They rode the railroad cars
Brought their songs ant music to ease their lonely hearts
To the City of Chicago
As the evening shadows fall
There are people dreaming
Of the hills of Donegal
- :
- Lily
- Listen
- Graffiti Tongue
- Smoke and Strong Whiskey
- Ordinary Man
- Ride On
- The Time Has Come
- Live In Dublin
- Miscellaneous
- Live At The Point
- Burning Times
- Non-Album Releases
- Live At The Point 2006
- Live In Dublin 2006
- H-Block
- Folk Tale
- Folk Awards 2012
- The Hardy Bucks Album
- Where I Come From
- Die Hit Giganten Best of Keltica