Thu, 23 Apr 2026 22:04:12 +0200 https://hearthis.at/gilgillespie/ en-EN contact@hearthis.at contact@hearthis.at https://hearthis.at/gilgillespie/ https://img.hearthis.at/6/0/2/_/uploads/47128/image_user/w1400_h1400_q70_ptrue_v2_----cropped_815032ef31afb06921376d50f69069f7cidaac0a129-9b7f-489e-b1f9-55ed2b72d206.jpg no no https://hearthis.at/gilgillespie/diamondhillacoustic8tosc/ Put on that smile for me.
Put on that smile, it'll lift you higher,
High into the sky oer Diamond Hill.

Give me a smile, it'll cost you nothing,
Give me a smile for free.
Give me a smile, it'll stop you frowning,
Frowning at the world from Diamond Hill.

And this is the song I wrote, when smiling,
This is my song, just for you.
And this is my song, and we can sing it
As we're climbing on Diamond Hill.

Throw me a smile cos I'm winking at you,
Throw me a smile my way.
Throw mw a smile and I'll throw you up there,
Right onto the top of Diamond Hill.
]]> Put on that smile for me.
Put on that smile, it'll lift you higher,
High into the sky oer Diamond Hill.

Give me a smile, it'll cost you nothing,
Give me a smile for free.
Give me a smile, it'll stop you frowning,
Frowning at the world from Diamond Hill.

And this is the song I wrote, when smiling,
This is my song, just for you.
And this is my song, and we can sing it
As we're climbing on Diamond Hill.

Throw me a smile cos I'm winking at you,
Throw me a smile my way.
Throw mw a smile and I'll throw you up there,
Right onto the top of Diamond Hill.
]]> 159014 no no Tue, 03 Feb 2015 20:20:51 +0100 2015-02-03T20:20:51+01:00 3:15 https://hearthis.at/gilgillespie/mountain-roads-featuring-martin-kirwan-on-slide-guitar/ Mandola by Gil Gillespie

I'm lost among the mists of Mourne,
The Conemarran Pins I've clung,
The gentle Wicklow Mountains I've roamed,
And in her waters, clear, I've swum.

The Deryveighs of Donegal;
It's beauty hides the treachery.
Upon the sharp of Carrauntoohil,
I've heard the songs on Kerry's breeze.

And if you choose these rocks to climb,
A fight, of your own, you'll find.
Tho' you may sit on Victories Throne,
Be careful down that mountain road,
Be careful down that mountain road.]]> Mandola by Gil Gillespie

I'm lost among the mists of Mourne,
The Conemarran Pins I've clung,
The gentle Wicklow Mountains I've roamed,
And in her waters, clear, I've swum.

The Deryveighs of Donegal;
It's beauty hides the treachery.
Upon the sharp of Carrauntoohil,
I've heard the songs on Kerry's breeze.

And if you choose these rocks to climb,
A fight, of your own, you'll find.
Tho' you may sit on Victories Throne,
Be careful down that mountain road,
Be careful down that mountain road.]]> 159041 no no Tue, 03 Feb 2015 20:51:26 +0100 2015-02-03T20:51:26+01:00 4:05 https://hearthis.at/gilgillespie/put-on-your-hat-featuring-reapthe-whirlwind-and-qvarsebo-click-title/ Drums - Jonas Qvarsebo

Put on your hat and let's go drinking,
Not much time for all that thinking,
Now you're with me.
Put on your shoes and let's go dancing,
Aint gonna get no second-chancing,
With me.

You were such a lone boy,
Always on your own, boy,
Never many friends in the world.
Am I just too late? Am I just too late?

Put on your gloves and let's go racing,
You got a lot of life for chasing,
Now you're with me.
Step on the gas and let's get moving,
Aint gonna find much gentle soothing,
With me.

You were such a lone boy,
Always on your own, boy,
Never many friends in the world.
Am I just too late? Am I just too late?

Why should I approach you?
Am I International Rescue?
This stupid old head of mine!
It's the strangest of re-unions,
And it's causing me confusion,
You're a statue, frozen in time.
Am I just too late? Am I just too late?]]> Drums - Jonas Qvarsebo

Put on your hat and let's go drinking,
Not much time for all that thinking,
Now you're with me.
Put on your shoes and let's go dancing,
Aint gonna get no second-chancing,
With me.

You were such a lone boy,
Always on your own, boy,
Never many friends in the world.
Am I just too late? Am I just too late?

Put on your gloves and let's go racing,
You got a lot of life for chasing,
Now you're with me.
Step on the gas and let's get moving,
Aint gonna find much gentle soothing,
With me.

You were such a lone boy,
Always on your own, boy,
Never many friends in the world.
Am I just too late? Am I just too late?

Why should I approach you?
Am I International Rescue?
This stupid old head of mine!
It's the strangest of re-unions,
And it's causing me confusion,
You're a statue, frozen in time.
Am I just too late? Am I just too late?]]> 159462 no no Wed, 04 Feb 2015 20:37:42 +0100 2015-02-04T20:37:42+01:00 4:37 https://hearthis.at/gilgillespie/these-days/ I feel better,
Like the trees have parted open
For the sky.
I could write it all down
In a letter,
But, these days, there's no patience
For the eyes,
But, these days, there's no wonder
Or surprise.

It's a long way that you're walking,
Even so, for me , it's nice.
But, y'know, there's not much talking,
With your head in that device.

And you're never long enough
In staying,
Like the fleeting shard of crystal
Caught in light.
And I'm not the kind of man
For praying,
But, these days, there's no money
For the flight,
But, these days, there's no wonder
Or delight.]]> I feel better,
Like the trees have parted open
For the sky.
I could write it all down
In a letter,
But, these days, there's no patience
For the eyes,
But, these days, there's no wonder
Or surprise.

It's a long way that you're walking,
Even so, for me , it's nice.
But, y'know, there's not much talking,
With your head in that device.

And you're never long enough
In staying,
Like the fleeting shard of crystal
Caught in light.
And I'm not the kind of man
For praying,
But, these days, there's no money
For the flight,
But, these days, there's no wonder
Or delight.]]> 159058 no no Tue, 03 Feb 2015 21:22:06 +0100 2015-02-03T21:22:06+01:00 4:08 https://hearthis.at/gilgillespie/sweet-little-macy-with-youtube-link/ Sian Bowi - Piano
Jonas Qvarsebo - Drums

Sweet little Macy, she don't care,
She don't even brush her hair.
For she's a pining for her man,
He's gone to fight in another land.

And she don't know when
She'll see him again,
To put a smile on her face.

Another year gone by,
Only letters fly,
But they ain't the same as
Putting back that
Smile on her face.

Sweet little Macy don't give a damn,
Her broken nails on her calloused hands,
For she's been a working on their land,
It passes time 'til she gets her man.

But then, along he came,
A running down that lane,
To put a smile on her face,
To put a smile on her face.]]> Sian Bowi - Piano
Jonas Qvarsebo - Drums

Sweet little Macy, she don't care,
She don't even brush her hair.
For she's a pining for her man,
He's gone to fight in another land.

And she don't know when
She'll see him again,
To put a smile on her face.

Another year gone by,
Only letters fly,
But they ain't the same as
Putting back that
Smile on her face.

Sweet little Macy don't give a damn,
Her broken nails on her calloused hands,
For she's been a working on their land,
It passes time 'til she gets her man.

But then, along he came,
A running down that lane,
To put a smile on her face,
To put a smile on her face.]]> 159089 no no Tue, 03 Feb 2015 22:15:26 +0100 2015-02-03T22:15:26+01:00 3:32 https://hearthis.at/gilgillespie/another-world/ The guys' are all muscled and they got them
from the dealer next door.
I'm walking through another world.

The tattoo parlour's got them queing out the door,
It's something individual, aint something
Individual no more.
I'm walking through another world.

I believe I'm invisible,
Used to be invincible,
I believe I'm invisible,
Stumbling around
Through the clouds.

The babes are all spraying and
They're praying to be coloured girls,
They're piercing and they're ringing and
They're blinging up their little curls.
I'm walking through another world.]]> The guys' are all muscled and they got them
from the dealer next door.
I'm walking through another world.

The tattoo parlour's got them queing out the door,
It's something individual, aint something
Individual no more.
I'm walking through another world.

I believe I'm invisible,
Used to be invincible,
I believe I'm invisible,
Stumbling around
Through the clouds.

The babes are all spraying and
They're praying to be coloured girls,
They're piercing and they're ringing and
They're blinging up their little curls.
I'm walking through another world.]]> 159100 no no Tue, 30 Jun 2015 14:08:07 +0200 2015-06-30T14:08:07+02:00 4:13 https://hearthis.at/gilgillespie/a-soldiers-tale/

I am a soldier of the King,
I took his coin of alliegance.
I left a boy and now I'm a man,
Earnt by much a grievance.

I am a soldier of the King,
I take my leave tomorrow.
I have a child I've never seen,
Born into much sorrow.

Oh my friends, they have gone,
Oh my friends
Lying in mud of Flanders,
Lying in mud of Flanders.

I am a soldier of the King,
A rat trapped in a burrow,
The sky does dance with sulpher light,
But, I'll be gone tomorrow.

I am a soldier of the King,
Layed to rest in Flanders.]]>

I am a soldier of the King,
I took his coin of alliegance.
I left a boy and now I'm a man,
Earnt by much a grievance.

I am a soldier of the King,
I take my leave tomorrow.
I have a child I've never seen,
Born into much sorrow.

Oh my friends, they have gone,
Oh my friends
Lying in mud of Flanders,
Lying in mud of Flanders.

I am a soldier of the King,
A rat trapped in a burrow,
The sky does dance with sulpher light,
But, I'll be gone tomorrow.

I am a soldier of the King,
Layed to rest in Flanders.]]> 159102 no no Tue, 03 Feb 2015 22:52:39 +0100 2015-02-03T22:52:39+01:00 2:42 https://hearthis.at/gilgillespie/like-some-holy-man-please-click-on-title/
Well, I stepped off the Greyhound
At noon;
And the smell of the city,
Eyes full of pity, loomed.
Tho' the sun was high,
It was dark as night.

And he's holding out his hand,
Dressed in rags,
Like some holy man.

I'm a long, long way
From my home;
A town in the desert,
Deserted and broken down.
Well' they closed up the mill,
Now it's weeds they're growing.

And he's holding out his hand,
Dressed in rags,
Like some holy man.

Well now, aint we moving?
Most of us losing,
Trying and a fighting,
fighting to survive.
Hey now, aint we moving?
Most of us losing,
Tired of fighting,
fighting for our lives.

Well, I'd read some book;
It's called 'The Road'.*
And I'd looked out the window,
Into the story told.
I'd seen decaying hope,
In a wind so cold.

And he's holding out his hand,
Dressed in rags,
Like some holy man.

*Cormac McCarthy - American author]]>
Well, I stepped off the Greyhound
At noon;
And the smell of the city,
Eyes full of pity, loomed.
Tho' the sun was high,
It was dark as night.

And he's holding out his hand,
Dressed in rags,
Like some holy man.

I'm a long, long way
From my home;
A town in the desert,
Deserted and broken down.
Well' they closed up the mill,
Now it's weeds they're growing.

And he's holding out his hand,
Dressed in rags,
Like some holy man.

Well now, aint we moving?
Most of us losing,
Trying and a fighting,
fighting to survive.
Hey now, aint we moving?
Most of us losing,
Tired of fighting,
fighting for our lives.

Well, I'd read some book;
It's called 'The Road'.*
And I'd looked out the window,
Into the story told.
I'd seen decaying hope,
In a wind so cold.

And he's holding out his hand,
Dressed in rags,
Like some holy man.

*Cormac McCarthy - American author]]> 159073 no no Tue, 03 Feb 2015 21:50:14 +0100 2015-02-03T21:50:14+01:00 4:34 https://hearthis.at/gilgillespie/hey-ol-river/ Hey, ol' river, not gonna get me home.

Up in the mountains, they've had forty days and nights of rain.
Down here, it's like a desert plain.
I've been panning here since 1853,
Ain't got me nothing but heartache and disease.

Hey, ol' river, get me outa here.
Hey, ol' river, I'll fill you with my tears.

I heard they're damming a hundred miles upstream.
Them mean critters gone and killed my dream.
The nets are empty and no hunting fare.
My ammo's gone on hungry wolves and bears.

Hey, ol' river, this lovely boat of mine.
Hey, ol' river, in the mud and slime.

Had three summers in the company of fleas,
The winters, just about finished me.
Now the rivers gone left me high and dry,
Might as well just lay me down to die.

Hey, ol' river, sparkling in the sand,
Hey, ol' river, as big as my hand.

I've found my El Dorado, shining at me,
I crawl over, on my hands and knees.
I dig her out, barely hold her in my hands,
Hey, ol' river, I'm a wealthy man!]]> Hey, ol' river, not gonna get me home.

Up in the mountains, they've had forty days and nights of rain.
Down here, it's like a desert plain.
I've been panning here since 1853,
Ain't got me nothing but heartache and disease.

Hey, ol' river, get me outa here.
Hey, ol' river, I'll fill you with my tears.

I heard they're damming a hundred miles upstream.
Them mean critters gone and killed my dream.
The nets are empty and no hunting fare.
My ammo's gone on hungry wolves and bears.

Hey, ol' river, this lovely boat of mine.
Hey, ol' river, in the mud and slime.

Had three summers in the company of fleas,
The winters, just about finished me.
Now the rivers gone left me high and dry,
Might as well just lay me down to die.

Hey, ol' river, sparkling in the sand,
Hey, ol' river, as big as my hand.

I've found my El Dorado, shining at me,
I crawl over, on my hands and knees.
I dig her out, barely hold her in my hands,
Hey, ol' river, I'm a wealthy man!]]> 159034 no no Tue, 03 Feb 2015 20:29:12 +0100 2015-02-03T20:29:12+01:00 5:56 https://hearthis.at/gilgillespie/gil-gillespie-dizzy-on-our-feet/ The slower you become.
I'm catching you with every stride
And soon you will be mine.

The harder that you fight,
And you'll try with all your might,
You'll never win one single round
Cos I got you holded tight.

We go round and round and round
Til we're dizzy on our feet.
We go round and round and round
Til we're twisted in a heap.
We go round and round and round
Til we're dizzy on our feet,
Falling down to the ground]]> The slower you become.
I'm catching you with every stride
And soon you will be mine.

The harder that you fight,
And you'll try with all your might,
You'll never win one single round
Cos I got you holded tight.

We go round and round and round
Til we're dizzy on our feet.
We go round and round and round
Til we're twisted in a heap.
We go round and round and round
Til we're dizzy on our feet,
Falling down to the ground]]> 159048 no no Tue, 03 Feb 2015 21:10:49 +0100 2015-02-03T21:10:49+01:00 3:34 https://hearthis.at/gilgillespie/love-what-you-have-2014remastered/ Bad blood needs a new transfusion.
Code Red in A+E.
Got a patient with a broken heart
And it won't re-start.

Find a vein and give injection.
Check for signs that there's still life.
Has it gone too deep-seated?
Have we still got time?

Hook a drain to ease the pressure.
Breath deep and say your name.
Took a while to come to this,
Hope it's not too late.

Even odds, complete recovery,
Needs a ton of love and care.
Break the deadlock no easy thing
But we have to stay.

Holding on for a strong reaction.
Holding on for the slightest sign.
Good health you're a millionaire
If you just have time.

Big dreams from distant childhood.
Big dreams don't end like this.
Too old, too weary now;
Can we just have peace.

Love what you have
While you have what you love.]]> Bad blood needs a new transfusion.
Code Red in A+E.
Got a patient with a broken heart
And it won't re-start.

Find a vein and give injection.
Check for signs that there's still life.
Has it gone too deep-seated?
Have we still got time?

Hook a drain to ease the pressure.
Breath deep and say your name.
Took a while to come to this,
Hope it's not too late.

Even odds, complete recovery,
Needs a ton of love and care.
Break the deadlock no easy thing
But we have to stay.

Holding on for a strong reaction.
Holding on for the slightest sign.
Good health you're a millionaire
If you just have time.

Big dreams from distant childhood.
Big dreams don't end like this.
Too old, too weary now;
Can we just have peace.

Love what you have
While you have what you love.]]> 159066 no no Tue, 03 Feb 2015 21:39:30 +0100 2015-02-03T21:39:30+01:00 4:10 https://hearthis.at/gilgillespie/dna-does-not-apply/ There's a ticket from a journey back in the day.
Love letters and a poem from the heart.
Ripped photo and my favourite tartan scarf.

There are rules for the fools,
There are rules for the wise,
There are rules of every kind.
There are rules for the poor,
There are rules for the rulers,
None, of which, apply.
D.N.A. - Does Not Apply.

Rocking and rolling through the years,
Riding the waves made of many tears,
Wearing rags and fine cashmere,
But, I never made plans, no fear.
D.N.A. - Does Not Apply.

Coffee staining on drawings by my sons;
Ninja Turtles and He-Man with a gun.
Some medal for Student Of The Year,
In a box, hidden from the sneers.
D.N.A. - Does Not Apply

]]> There's a ticket from a journey back in the day.
Love letters and a poem from the heart.
Ripped photo and my favourite tartan scarf.

There are rules for the fools,
There are rules for the wise,
There are rules of every kind.
There are rules for the poor,
There are rules for the rulers,
None, of which, apply.
D.N.A. - Does Not Apply.

Rocking and rolling through the years,
Riding the waves made of many tears,
Wearing rags and fine cashmere,
But, I never made plans, no fear.
D.N.A. - Does Not Apply.

Coffee staining on drawings by my sons;
Ninja Turtles and He-Man with a gun.
Some medal for Student Of The Year,
In a box, hidden from the sneers.
D.N.A. - Does Not Apply

]]> 159456 no no Wed, 04 Feb 2015 20:26:50 +0100 2015-02-04T20:26:50+01:00 4:44