Story Behind The Song

The remembrance of a husband lost in warfare. A tribute to the role of Irish troops in many conflicts as combatants and peace keepers.

Song Description

Properly should be a female folk ballad.

Lyrics

Kilcannon

Verse 1
Sweet Kilcannon striding down the lane
I see his smile so bright. Singing like the curlew in the morning May
At the the keening of the evening milking call I hear his sweet refrain
Who hears you now Kilcannon?

Verse 2
Come the rising mist upon the lough at break and closing of the day
I wish the sun upon your line would flash and lift the speckled trout away
At the singing of the midnight Mass I hear you still over the nave
Who hears you now Kilcannon?


Verse 3 The drumming of the hooves upon the turf; the galloping bhodrain,
The lilting of your words in love, in jest, in anger or discussion.
The tobacco smoke and stout upon your breath in the peat fire of your passion
Who hears you now Kilcannon?

Verse 4
At sound of hob nailed leather clicking clicking clicking on the path
I hear you marching to the sound of gunfire somewhere, someplace
upon a map
And the soft drone of the rain?s the only tune that plays upon your phonograph
Who hears you now Kilcannon? Who hears you now Kilcannon?

Who hears you now Kilcannon? Who hears you now Kilcannon?

© Words and Music by A.J.Ingram 1993