'Neath a cold Irish Sky'  by Sean Patrick McCarthy

'Neath a Cold Irish Sky

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Neath a cold Irish sky by the Derry Bogside
An English lad was about to die
He was khaki clad with a gun in his hand
And to deaths door he shortly would call

Such a heartrending sight on that November night
With an ear piercing scream he did fall
As he wriggled in pain his young life passed away
'Neath a cold Irish sky by the Derry Bogside

At an English cottage in an old shire county
His parents were closing the day
With a knock at the door they would soon know the score
Your son died in action this day

Mothers tears fell like rain Daddy's heart filled with pain
For their son they would not see again
For his maker he'd met on that day of regret
'Neath a cold Irish sky by the Derry Bogside

'Neath a cold Irish sky by the Derry Bogside
An Irish lad was about to die
For his nation he'd stand with a gun in his hand
And to deaths door he shortly would call

Such a heartrending sight on that november night
With an ear piercing scream he did fall
As he gasped his last breath in vain fight against death
'Neath a cold Irish sky by the Derry Bogside

At an Irish cottage in an old Ulster county
His parents were closing the day
With a knock at the door they would soon know the score
Your son died for Ireland this day

Mothers tears fell like rain Daddys heart filled with pain
For the son they would not see again
For his maker he'd met on that day of regret
'Neath a cold Irish sky by the Derry Bogside

About 'Neath a Cold Irish Sky'

I was 12 years old when the last phase of 'The Troubles' erupted in the north of Ireland in 1969. I recall vividly watching the black and white TV images of the Civil Rights marches, 'The Battle of the Bogside' and the incredible way in which the tinderbox of resentment, division and sectarianism exploded and burned incessantly for nigh on three decades. Over the years I did lots of gigs in bars in London where I met people from all sides who had been affected by the conflict. I met some squaddies one night at a pub in Catford around 1984 who had just returned from burying their mate who'd been shot dead in Derry. I also met many Irish people in Irish pubs who'd lost loved ones too. The 'troubles' ripped apart the lives of so many people creating so many broken lives and hearts. I deliberately kept this song non partisan to illustrate that heartbreak and pain is non sectarian and does not discriminate, regardless of any viewpoint or political stance.

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