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The Heart of Kilkenny: Goresbridge Ballad 1 by AI Composer

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The Heart of Kilkenny: Goresbridge Ballad 1

Irish Folk Ballad

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[Intro - Fiddle Tune]
Down by the Barrow where the soft winds blow,
There's a village in Kilkenny where the good hearts show.
[Verse 1]
I went walking through Goresbridge on a market Friday night,
Fairground glow and laughter rising, fireflies caught in flight.
Murphy’s by the doorway, O’Brien’s telling tales,
Stories fold into the river breeze, carried on the sails.
[Chorus]
Oh Goresbridge, you keep me steady and sound,
Strings ringing through the cobbles, finest folks all around.
From the old stone bridge down to the riverside throng,
The pulse of Kilkenny’s found in Goresbridge songs.
[Verse 2]
Martin’s motor lot gleamed under lanterns high,
Chromed and polished silver beasts beneath that ink-black sky.
Michael O’Brien, tractor man, with hands both rough and strong,
From morning’s hedge-cutting to fields where the plow belongs.
[Verse 3]
Pat Gardiner, handball sharp, clearing courts with silent grace,
Shot Barko mowing lawns in time, leaving no grass out of place.
Bernie Maan the Town’s own man, round and round he’d share,
Buying jugs, spinning yarns, his grin caught in the square.
[Pre-Chorus]
And the Barrow rolls steady, past meadow and stone,
Faces turn like footsteps back to stories and home.
[Chorus]
Oh Goresbridge, you keep me steady and sound,
Strings ringing through the cobbles, finest folks all around.
From the old stone bridge down to the riverside throng,
The pulse of Kilkenny’s found in Goresbridge songs.
[Verse 4]
Paddy Mullins and Dawn Run flying past the Gold Cup’s cheer,
The commentator’s breath caught, mare closing near.
At Barrow Breeze the porter flows till dawn’s first yawn,
Fiddler weaves old rebel tales as night meets early morn.
[Bridge - Soft Fiddle]
The river hums through fields where shadows softly lean,
Each pub door swings like a welcome, warm and serene.
Strangers fade into family before the cock’s first crow,
Firelight and old tunes in a village all aglow.
[Chorus]
Oh Goresbridge, you keep me steady and sound,
Strings ringing through the cobbles, finest folks all around.
From the old stone bridge down to the riverside throng,
The pulse of Kilkenny’s found in Goresbridge songs.
[Outro]
So if you’re passing by where the Barrow waters run,
Take the road to Goresbridge, where wild hearts meet as one.
Hear the laughter climb like smoke from the fairground all night long,
In the unguarded, honest warmth of a true Kilkenny song.
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