Sarah Daly / The Copper King's Daughter

04:26
Dublin Gulch
2016
JIm Schulz & Mick Cavanaugh

Story

Jim Schulz: lead & harmony vocals, guitar

Mick Cavanaugh: low tin whistle

Tom Powers: harmony vocals

Luke Michelson: upright bass

Lyrics

Sarah Daly 

 

O’Brien was a Cavan man, Magee from County Clare

And never in the union breathed such a motley pair.

They worked deep in the Neversweat, dug copper for their pay

Ate hardrock dust for dinner and scorned the light of day-day, scorned the light of day

 

Now, there lived a fair young maiden at the bottom of the mine

Her name was Sarah Daly and the boys thought her so fine.

Her eyes were of the deepest brown with lashes long and fair

Her legs were long and slender and chestnut was her hair-hair and chestnut was her hair

 

CHORUS

Jack straw knack-a-daw, it’s down into the mine

Once more for Sarah Daly where the sun don’t ever shine

Once more for Sarah Daly where the sun don't ever shine

 

O’Brien wooed the sweet, young lass with tasty sugar lumps

Magee would often pass her by and pinch her on the rump.

The miners sure were smitten with this beautiful colleen

And tied silk ribbons in her hair, red, yellow, blue, and green-green-red, yellow, blue, and green

 

One day, there was a fire, 900 feet below

“Get out,” the foreman shouted and up the men did go.

There were but two that stayed behind, midst timbers and debris

“We’ve got to get our Sarah out,” cried O’Brien and Magee-Magee, cried O’Brien and Magee

 

CHORUS

 

At the bottom of the head frame, the miners scrambled free

They hollered out but found no sign of O’Brien and Magee

Through smoke so thick and sooty, they searched the crowd in vain

“They’re lost, they’re lost,” the foreman cried,

“We’ll not see them again-again, we’ll not see them again.”

 

Now,the fellows all concluded sure as the sun above

Magee and Paddy O’Brien were victims of their love

But when the dust had settled, stood a pair of Irish fools

O’Brien and Magee with arms wrapped ‘round a ribboned mule-mule, wrapped ‘round a ribboned mule

 

CHORUS

Jack straw knack-a-daw, it’s down into the mine

Once more for Sarah Daly where the sun don’t ever shine

Once more for Sarah Daly where the sun don't ever shine