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Folk up and move your soul
( Text: “The Fiddler of Dooney” William Butler Yeats, M. Simone Papke, Vincent Papke & Thomas Lui Scholz)
1.
When I play on my fiddle in Dooney,
Folk dance like a wave of the sea ,
My cousin is priest in Kilvarnet,
My brother in Moharabuiee.
I passed my brother and cousin,
They read in their books of prayer again.
I read in my book of songs and tunes
I bought at the Sligo Fair.
Refrain:
Folk up and move your soul,
with the fiddler of Dooney, let it go //:
2.
When we come at the end of time,
to Peter sitting in state,
he will smile on the three old spirits,
but call me first through the gate,
For the good are always the merry,
Save by an evil chance,
and the merry love the fiddlers tunes
and the merry love to dance.
Refrain:
Folk up and move your soul
with the fiddler of Dooney let it go //:
3.
And when the folk there spy me,
They will all come up to me,
With ‘Here is the fiddler of Dooney!
they dance like a wave of the sea.
Refrain:
Folk up and move your soul with the fiddler of Dooney let it go //
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