On the Run
‘In the summer of 1967 Jimmy had to flee to the West of Ireland to escape a high court warrant, where he remained for 3 years …’
Following on from his days in London, in 1967 Jimmy had to flee to the West of Ireland to escape a high court warrant, where he remained for 3 years until the ‘ Troubles’ began. He settled in County Clare taking on various jobs sang in the many local pubs, played rugby, had good friends and enjoyed the craic.(crack)
Back in the day, the Republican’s were recruiting for the emerging operational IRA, and Jim’s failure to read the danger signs meant that he was placed under suspicion by the Republican power brokers.
''Who or what was Jimmy Lee? What was this mysterious Englishman, blending in with the local community, doing here in the west of Ireland?"
His casual, confident, ‘don’t give a damn’ attitude, dubious UK service background and ability to look after himself raised a few local eyebrows, and he was summarily set up for a fall. He was arrested on a trumped up charge and questioned for hours by the Garda Siochana and several mysterious men in civilian clothes and strongly advised to leave Ireland immediately.
”I simply did not understand the seriousness of my situation and argued that I had no reason to leave”
Jimmy might well have been a dead man were it not for a quiet word in the wrong ear and Jim, by the skin of his teeth, was on the next boat back to England – via Dublin and a stint on the lighthouse ships.
Song Samples
Sample | Title | Songograhy |
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Listen to Eileen on SoundCloud | Eileen | Songography |
Listen to The Granuaile on SoundCloud | The Granuaile | Songography |
Eileen
SUN ON THE SHANNON AS SHE RODE BESIDE ME
THIS BEAUTIFUL GIRL WITH GREEN EYES AND BLACK HAIR
QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS EXCHANGING GLANCES
PUNCTUATED THE SILENCE AS WE RODE ON TO CLARE
WHEN WE GOT CLARECASTLE OUR JOURNEY WAS OVER
SHE SMILED AND SAID THANK YOU, I SAID NOT AT ALL
THEN FROM UNDER HER EYELIDS SHE VENTURED TO ASK ME
WOULD I TAKE HER THAT NIGHT TO LAHINCH TO A BALL
CHORUS; WOULD YOU TAKE ONE MORE DANCE WITH ME EILEEN
WOULD YOU TAKE ONE MORE DANCE WITH ME
IF I COULD MEET YOU THERE IN THE COUNTY CLARE
WOULD YOU TAKE ONE MORE DANCE WITH ME
JUST FOR A MOMENT I STOOD THERE IN SILENCE
HOW COULD I SAY NO TO THIS LOVELY COLLEEN
I'D BE PROUD TO GO WITH YOU I VENTURED TO ANSWER
PLEASE TELL ME YOU'RE NAME, SURE MY NAME IS EILEEN
WE DANCED THROUGH THE EVENING AND INTO THE MORNING
I COULD NOT BELIEVE SHE WAS DANCING WITH ME
ONCE MORE ROUND THE FLOOR I SWEPT THE YOUNG EILEEN
IN MY ARMS I WAS HOLDING THE ROSE OF TRALEE
A FAIRY TALE STORY TIARA'S AND GLORY
SHE REIGNED FOR ONE YEAR DID THAT YOUNG BEAUTY QUEEN
BUT NOT SO LONG AFTER TEARS MIXED WITH LAUGHTER
AS I HAD TO SAY GOODBYE TO EILEEN
LONG YEARS HAVE PASSED SINCE I HAD TO LEAVE IRELAND
AND THAT BEAUTIFUL GIRL WHO BY CHANCE RODE WITH ME
I'LL NEVER FORGET HER NOR THE WAY THAT I MET HER
THAT GIRL FROM CLARECASTLE THE 'ROSE OF TRALEE '.
WOULD YOU TAKE ONE MORE DANCE WITH ME EILEEN
WOULD YOU TAKE ONE MORE DANCE WITH ME
IF I COULD MEET YOU THERE IN THE COUNTY CLARE
WOULD YOU TAKE ONE MORE DANCE WITH ME
TAG;.....SURE I'LL NEVER FORGET HER ....
'NOR THE WAY THAT I MET HER
THE GIRL FROM CLARECASTLE .............THE ROSE OF TRALEE
Eileen
Driving out of Limerick on my way to County Clare a beautiful young girl was hitching a lift, so, naturally, being a gentleman, I stopped. We chatted and ‘small talked’ along the way. At the end of the journey she asked if I would take her to a dance in Lahinch that evening. She was somewhat embarrassed to ask but her escort had let her down at the last minute. Naturally, being a gentleman, I agreed. I did not know at that time that this was a Ball to select the Rose of Tralee to represent County Clare…. I’m delighted to say that Eileen won that honour and went on to represent Ireland and then on to the World Finals…. and won!
A fairy tale story, tiaras and glory,
She reigned for one year did this young beauty Queen.
I’ll never forget her nor the way that I met her
That girl from Clare Castle the lovely Eileen
The Granuaile
I was drinking, with a Twangman in a bar down by the Old Burgh Quay
The banjo man played Peggy Gordon the night before we put sea
In the darkened dockyard, someone called me I swear I heard a 'banshee' wail
But young and bold my life before me I stepped aboard the Granuaile
We were heading for the Tuscar Rock where the Devil stirr's the sea
My tiny boat in open water put the fear of God up me
Granuaile take me back to the Liffey
Safe and sound by the Old burgh Quay
Let me drink my porter in the Twangman
Peggy Gordon the banjo man and me
The Bull Rock light house on a granite boulder stands alone against the sea
Davy Jones came and tapped my shoulder and put the fear of God up me
Hang on tight boys, I'm on the tiller, I know your frozen to the bone
Jump my boys next time she rises the Granuaile will take you home
Coming out of Wicklow harbour in a cutter on my own
No stars that night no lights to guide me I prayed to God please get me home
Lost and frightened, I pressed onwards into the night, into the gale
On the lost horizon my prayers were answered I saw the lights of the Granuale
The Granuaile
Out of work in Dublin but still in possession of my Able Seaman’s ticket I signed on as crew on the Granuaile moored on the river Liffey by O’Connell Bridge. She was part of the fleet that served the light houses around the Irish coast taking provisions and relief lighthouse keepers to there various stations. I had served in the Royal Navy for almost 7 years and considered myself to be an excellent ‘ small boatman’ but had never experienced such ‘stomach churning’ fear when working the Tuscar and Black Rock light houses. I completed several trips on the Granuaile, the Atlanta and the Isolda until I sought the safety of dry land. My admiration for those who served on those ships, and still do, knows no bounds. By the way, the ‘Banjo Man’ was Luke Kelly of The Dubliner’s !