
Here's Maurice McMullan from Bracken singing The Orchard. 1986. The Orchard When I was nine, in harvest time, I crossed the orchard wall The moon was bright, the apples ripe upon the garden did fall We filled our sacks, we made our way back, more adventures for to find. In an orchard green neath the Comeraghs in that sweet Dungarvan green. I crossed the orchard wall again when I was just thirteen It was, I think, to be my first drink of cider and poitín I remember well, it tasted like hell; I hoped the pain would end soon, In an orchard green neath the Comeraghs in that sweet Dungarvan green. When I was nineteen years of age I crossed the wall with pride My Annie fair with the nut brown hair was walking by my side Our clothes came off, we turned and we tossed, all innocence was gone In an orchard neath the Comeragh in the sweet Dungarvan dawn. When I was twenty-one years old I married my Annie there The apple blossoms in the trees were better in her hair And when the day was over there was a drunk for every tree In an orchard neath the Comeragh by those sweet Dungarvan seas. Now I'm forty-five, I am much alive and children and I have four, Three girls and one fine strapping son and I have hopes for more. I'll teach them of what lies ahead, I have plenty to tell still In an orchard neath the Comeragh in that sweet Dungarvan hills. Now I'm ninety-one, my days are near done, my Annie is long since gone. Our days they were good as well they should, but it's time that I passed on, And when I die, I want to lie beneath the whispering trees In an orchard neath the Comeragh by my sweet Dungarvan home. And when I die, I want to lie in the air, land and foam In an orchard neath the Comeragh by my sweet Dungarvan home.
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