Carry Me Away
The Saw Doctors Lyrics


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This song was inspired by Ray Buckly , who loved to fish Lough Corrib. His final wish was fulfilled when his ashes were scattered over the waters of the lake.

In the twilight of the evening
Follow the tail light trail
Like fairy lights in the boreens
On the drumlins of the lake
And fill the air with stories
From early until late
And fill your empty glasses
Where I lie in wait

Carry me away

And when the moment feels right
Take me to the shore
With your torches and your flashlights
Be careful in the boats
Turn north at rabbit island
And up past green fields bay
May the night be calm and gentle
And the moonlight light your way

Carry me away

And some where up near inchagoill
In the embers of the night
Switch of all the engines
At the birth of dawns first light
And someone sing a happy song
When everyone's arrived
And scatter me forever
Where I've felt most alive

Carry me away

Where I'll hear the water lapping
Up against the island
See the may flies dapping
Hear the trout a-rising
And see the camp fire burning
And the oul' black kettle boiling
And hear a reel a-singing
Off towards the horizon

Carry me away





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Overall Meaning

In "Carry Me Away," The Saw Doctors sing about fulfilling the final wish of their friend, Ray Buckley, who loved fishing in Lough Corrib. The song's lyrics provide a detailed description of how Buckley's friends should scatter his ashes on the lake after he has passed away. The chorus, "Carry me away," is the refrain throughout the song and reflects Buckley's desire to be forever connected to the lake he loved so much.


The song has a distinct Irish folk feel that is characteristic of The Saw Doctors' music. The opening lines of the song, "In the twilight of the evening, follow the tail light trail," set the scene for the journey that Buckley's friends will undertake to scatter his ashes. The lyrics describe the "fairy lights in the boreens" and "drumlins of the lake," which are reflective of the Irish countryside. The line, "fill your empty glasses where I lie in wait," is a nod to Irish drinking culture, and the song's overall tone feels celebratory despite the somber subject matter.


Line by Line Meaning

In the twilight of the evening
At dusk


Follow the tail light trail
Follow the trail of fairy lights


Like fairy lights in the boreens
Treat them like twinkling, magical lights


On the drumlins of the lake
On the small, round hills by the lake


And fill the air with stories
Share stories with others


From early until late
All day and into the night


And fill your empty glasses
Have a drink


Where I lie in wait
Where the artist's ashes are scattered


Carry me away
Take my ashes away


And when the moment feels right
When the time is appropriate


Take me to the shore
Bring my ashes to the lake's edge


With your torches and your flashlights
Using light to guide the way


Be careful in the boats
Be safe while in the boats


Turn north at rabbit island
Go in the direction of Rabbit Island


And up past green fields bay
Go past Green Fields Bay


May the night be calm and gentle
Wishing for a peaceful night


And the moonlight light your way
Using the moon as a guide


And some where up near inchagoill
In the vicinity of Inchagoill


In the embers of the night
Late at night, when the fire is dying down


Switch of all the engines
Turn off all the engines


At the birth of dawns first light
At the beginning of the day


And someone sing a happy song
Sing a joyful song


When everyone's arrived
After everyone has gathered


And scatter me forever
Disperse my ashes permanently


Where I've felt most alive
In the place where I experienced the most life


Where I'll hear the water lapping
In a spot near the water's edge


Up against the island
Next to an island


See the may flies dapping
Watch mayflies skimming the water


Hear the trout a-rising
Hear the fish jumping


And see the camp fire burning
Watch the campfire blaze


And the oul' black kettle boiling
Watch a black kettle boil


And hear a reel a-singing
Hear a happy tune being played


Off towards the horizon
In the distance




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Jim


on Howya Julia

Oh the blind and faithful followers are worried and distraughtAnd the only thing that's botherin' them is that the poor man he got caught

This song is about a famous interview done by venerable talk show host Gay (Gay-bo) Byrne on he weekly talk show "The Late Late Show". The Late Late was broadcast live on one of Ireland's two TV channels and was a major cultural touchstone for Irish people. When the narrator in the song asks "Did you hear about yer one" it demonstrates how reasonable it would be to assume any random "Julia" in Ireland would have seen the interview.

The interview is of the lover of a famous Irish bishop named Eamon Casey. Widely regarded as an incredible man. Casey was known for a series of well thought out initiatives that helped the most vulnerable Irish people in the world.

When he "slipped and broke his fast" they're referring to how he fell in love with a woman and fathered a child with her whom he provided for. The chorus is a ribald distillation of all the jokes going around Ireland about the bishop having sex.

"Oh the blind and faithful followers are worried and distraught
And the only thing that's botherin' them is that the poor man he got caught"

refers to the fact that the people of Ireland could care less about him having sex with a woman. They're just sad that because he got caught that he was exiled to Brazil and he wouldn't be around to do his good works in Ireland any more.

The song finishes by bringing you back to the start and reminding you this is a conversation about the interview on The Late Late Show. The repetition of How ya Julia is to show that this conversation was repeated around Ireland by everyone and how it was the main topic of conversation for some time.