{"id":1786,"date":"2008-03-17T12:00:00","date_gmt":"2008-03-17T11:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/beerbellyband.com\/oer-the-way"},"modified":"2008-03-17T12:00:00","modified_gmt":"2008-03-17T11:00:00","slug":"oer-the-way","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/beerbellyband.com\/en\/oer-the-way\/","title":{"rendered":"O’ER THE WAY"},"content":{"rendered":"

Irish traditional song lyrics \u2014 collected by Beer Belly Band.<\/em><\/p>\n

Under dark moonless sky, he rode into the night
\nTo See his love o’er the way.
\n(The) smell of flowers in the air, he passed not a care
\nAcross a bridge o’that sad day.
\nWhen a shadow stepped from the rail, from his saddle he sailed,
\nAnd his horse rode off o’er the way.
\nAs the man was caught off guard, the shadow struck him hard
\nAnd his hopes rode off o’er the way.<\/p>\n

O’er the way, o’er the way, o’er the way, o’er the way,
\nHis hopes rode off o’er the way.
\nO’er the way, o’er the way, o’er the way, o’er the way,
\nHis hopes rode off o’er the way.<\/p>\n

Well a fire burned inside, and he beat the brigand thrice.
\nThe hate consumed him o’er the way.
\nO’ the man thought he had won, until he felt the brigand’s song
\nGrab hold o’him o’er the way.
\nSo the thief took his revenge, and he beat the man unending
\nWith a cat o’nine tails o’er the way.
\nAnd he shrieked to the night, bloodied by the fight,
\nLike a cat he shriekd o’er the way.<\/p>\n

O’er the way, o’er the way, o’er the way, o’er the way,
\nLike a cat he shriekd o’er the way.
\nO’er the way, o’er the way, o’er the way, o’er the way,
\nLike a cat he shriekd o’er the way.<\/p>\n

Well the law followed that yell, saw the man lay where he fell.
\nNothing left but the man’s shell o’er the way.
\nAs he layed the body to rest, the man’s love clutcher her breasts
\nO’ her heart was robbed and killed on that day.
\nAnd she breathed her last breath, and blood stained her dress
\nFrom the lashes that slew her man today.
\nAs her body fell to the ground, there was an echoing howl
\nOf the hounds that howled for them o’er the way.<\/p>\n

O’er the way, o’er the way, o’er the way, o’er the way,
\nO’ the hounds that howled for them o’er the way.
\nO’er the way, o’er the way, o’er the way, o’er the way,
\nO’ the hounds that howled for them o’er the way.<\/p>\n

O’ the door closed real fast, a brigand and his cash
\nThat he robbed with his son o’er the way.
\nAs the counted out their change, they shouted loud, unhallowed names
\nFor they were made rich on that day.
\nThen the son went for his sister, found her dead with her blist ers
\nAnd the streaks of blood o’er the way.
\nO’ her father couldn’t stand, he found a picture in her hand…
\nIt was the man they’d killed o’er the way.<\/p>\n

O’er the way, o’er the way, o’er the way, o’er the way,
\nIt was the man they’d killed o’er the way.
\nO’er the way, o’er the way, o’er the way, o’er the way,
\nIt was the man they’d killed o’er the way.<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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