In honor of Father’s Day 2020, we recorded a song that is near and dear to our heart, Phil Coulter’s gorgeous song, “The Old Man”.
This song is special and has touched the hearts of every member of CHERISH THE LADIES past and present. Looking back on our history we amazingly all come from talented fathers that gave us the greatest gift - their music - and we are honored to carry on their legacy.
We want to extend our sincere thanks to the genius that is Phil Coulter and we so appreciate him giving us permission to put our own stamp on his classic song.
Today we celebrate all those men we are fortunate to call Dad and to all the men who play an important role in our lives! Happy Father's Day!
Joanie Madden ~ Flute, Whistle, Harmony Vocal
Mary Coogan ~ Guitar
Mirella Murray ~ Accordion
Kathleen Boyle ~ Piano
Nollaig Casey ~ Fiddle
Kate Purcell ~ Lead Vocals
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The Old Man
Composed by Phil Coulter, Four Seasons Publishing
The tears have all been shed now
We’ve said our last goodbyes
His souls been blessed
He’s laid to rest
And it’s now I feel alone
He was more than just a father
A teacher my best friend
And He’ll still be heard
In the tunes we shared
When I play them on my own
(chorus)
I never will forget him
For he made me what I am
Though he may be gone
Memories linger on
And I miss him, the old man
As a boy he’d take me walkin’
By mountain field and stream
And he showed me things
Not known to kings
And secret between him and me
Like the colours on the pheasant
As he rises in the dawn
Or how to fish and make a wish
Beside a fairy tree
(chorus)
I never will forget him
For he made me what I am
Though he may be gone
Memories linger on
And I miss him, the old man
I thought he’d live forever
He seemed so big and strong
But the minutes fly
And the years roll by
For a father and a son
And suddenly when it happened
There was so much left unsaid
No second chance
To tell him thanks
For everything he’s done
Oh, I never will forget him
For he made me what I am
Though he may be gone
Memories linger on
God I miss him, the old man
