GETTING DARK AGAIN
Words and music by T.R. Buddy MacDonald
There's a piper in the corner, there's a dancer on the floor
There's a drink upon the table, there's one who calls for more
And there's Gaelic in the fiddle like the Gaelic in the glen
And the songs take on new meaning boys, she's getting dark again
Getting dark again, getting dark again
For the second time since we got up
It's getting dark again
There was tea and tunes this morning, or was it yesterday
When friends and fiddles gathered and friends and fiddles play
There were lots of those were good times and do you remember when
But that was jigs and reels ago, now it's getting dark again
Now if any of you are slighted by the deeds that now are done
By the fellowship of music and the fantasy of fun
Well we'd like to say we're sorry, shed a tear for you, but then
We haven't got the time right now 'cause it's getting dark again
There's a piper in the corner, there's a dancer on the floor
There's a drink upon the table, there's one who calls for more
And there's Gaelic in the fiddle like the Gaelic in the glen
And the songs take on new meaning boys, she's getting dark again
And if time takes on new meaning boys
She's getting dark again