A Song for a Beer

You have a song to sing?? Sing it here, and we'll sing along. Here, where folk are friendly and the beer is strong :-)

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Comment by Kees Knegt on March 6, 2014 at 23:38

Hi all!!

And welcome to all the new folk who joined the group, I know I haven't been very active lately, but hey, lots of work....Anyway, make yourselves comfortable, and if you have a song to post, a good place to do so would be the group-page A Song for a Beer....So don't be shy, give us your best :-) While you sing, I'll do the rest :-) Some clapping of hands, a whoop and a cheer, the one that sings earns himself a beer :-)

Comment by Kees Knegt on June 25, 2013 at 21:00

Hi Mike,

Thanks :-) It was a real pleasure writing that song, sitting at the table, with a piece of paper in front of me, and the words just kept bubbling up. Every new line brought this grin to my face. I really could see this dude in my mind's eye, ending up in Galway and all...:-)

Comment by Mike O'Laughlin on June 24, 2013 at 19:55

Like those blues Kees, the tone of your voice reminded a bit like Joe Heaney himself... thanks for the song, just stopped by for a quick one - it's been a busy this year....

Comment by Kees Knegt on May 14, 2013 at 19:35

I have earned myself another beer tonight....who follows?? Hey, if you want to sing, just do so!! Don't be so shy, come on, shout it oot! :-)

Hush Hush, a lovely "Corries" song...

Comment by Kees Knegt on March 31, 2013 at 23:03

Hi all :-) Been a while, but hey, I'm still alive and kicking :-) Thought it about time to breath some new life in this pub...You know, last week I felt some inspiration so I sat down and wrote a song, and man, I had some ball writing and recording it. The craic was good so to say. It's a song with a smile, you can't be serious all the time, can you....So, here's what happens when the train takes a wrong turn......

The Irish Crossroad Blues

Comment by Kees Knegt on March 11, 2013 at 16:33

Hi all!!

Here's a little song I wrote a little while back. Anyway, this is my third song here, and to be honest, I could use a beer now....So how about you lot do some singing???

cheers, Kees

The song is called The Bride of the Wind

Comment by Kees Knegt on March 8, 2013 at 22:08

happily accepted :-)

Comment by Mike "Ormepipes" Orme on March 8, 2013 at 17:09

Well Kees, it somehow seems quite wrong to reward your English song with dark porter, so kindly be aware that the pint of Marstons Pedigree sliding down the bar has your name on it.

Comment by Dhomhnaill A. Lopez on March 6, 2013 at 17:14

"OAK & ASH & THORN"!!! Very nice, VERY NICE.....although I may have to steal it from ye (don't worry,...I'll be sure to give ye credit). Thanks for the lyrics,.....I'll have to give another listen when I print them out. Well done, Kees. Cheers,


Comment by Kees Knegt on March 6, 2013 at 0:12

Here's one to our English friend, sir Michael of Ormepipes :-) This one'll cost you a beer though, Mike :-)

Oak and Ash and Thorn

Of all the trees that grow so fair, old England to adorn,

Greater are none beneath the sun than Oak, and Ash, and Thorn.


     Sing Oak, and Ash, and Thorn good sirs,

     All on a midsummer's morn.

     Surely we sing of no little thing

     In Oak, and Ash, and Thorn.


Oak of the clay lived many a day o'er ever Aeneas began

Ash of the loam was a lady at home when Brut was an outlaw man,

And Thorn of the down saw new Troy town, from which was London born

Witness hereby the ancient try of Oak, and Ash, and Thorn.


     Sing . . .

Yew that is old, in churchyard mould, he breedeth a mighty bow

Alder for shoes do wise men choose, and Beech for cups also

But when you have killed, and you bowl it is filled, and your

     shoes are clean outworn

Back you must speed for all that you need to Oak, and Ash, and Thorn


     Sing . . .


Elm, she hates mankind, and waits till every gust be laid,

To drop a limb on the head of him that anyway trusts her shade,

But  whether a lad be sober or sad, or mellow with ale  from  the


He'll taketh no wrong when he lyeth along 'neath Oak, and Ash, and



     Sing . . .


Oh, do not tell the priest our plight, or he would call it a sin,

But we've been out in the woods all night, a-conjuring summer in,

And we bring you good news by word of mouth, good news for cattle

     and corn

Now is the sun come up from the south, by Oak, and Ash, and



     Sing . . .

Comment by Kees Knegt on March 4, 2013 at 22:27

OK, I'll open the session with a little song I wrote some time ago, and you lot are the first ones to hear it :-)

the song is called Flower of Argyll


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