Sep 10, 2014

The Dutchman

My very dear friend, Michael Smith wrote this song and sings it here, he's done house concerts at my home beside the lake,  part of a series we call "Spirit Sounds At The Waters Edge"  Here, he is performing another house concert in Gainesville, FL. It's a lovely recording. 

Michael's followers always sing the chorus with him.  it's a beloved song. This is the chorus:  

"Let us go to the banks of the ocean, 
where the walls rise above the Zuider Zee, 
long ago, I used to be a young man, 
and dear Margaret remembers that for me."  

This song was one, as he reports was popularized for one generation by Liam Clancy but for another, the late Steve Goodman. 
 
Michael was a good friend of Steve and when the Goodman's had a tribute concert for him at the Arie Crown Theater, Michael performed this one.

This concert was recorded on LP.   I was in the first row center and when the audience joins in the chorus, you can hear me singing as I was practically on top of the mic in front of him.  My kids always laughed as they do sometimes when I am singing with radio riding in our car as my son Jim would say; "Mom, who sings this?"  and I would say....   Jim would reply; "exactly, now let them."  LOL

When my our beloved Uncle Chester Carlson passed from alzheimer's, and his wife, Aunt Margaret survived him, I played this on my guitar and sang it to her at his service.  Not a dry eye in the house.  


Enjoy! 


Let us go to the banks of the ocean
Where the walls rise above the Zuider Zee
Long ago I used to be a young man
And dear Margaret remembers that for me. 




peace & tack så mycket,



Kristine Lang







CELTIC THUNDER LYRICS


Play Music
"The Dutchman"



The Dutchman's not the kind of man 
Who keeps his thumb jammed in the dam 
That holds his dreams in, 
But that's a secret that only Margaret knows. 

When Amsterdam is golden in the summer, 
Margaret brings him breakfast, 
She believes him. 
He thinks the tulips bloom beneath the snow. 

He's mad as he can be, but Margaret only sees that sometimes, 
Sometimes she sees her unborn children in his eyes. 

Let us go to the banks of the ocean 
Where the walls rise above the Zuider Zee. 
Long ago, I used to be a young man 
And dear Margaret remembers that for me. 

The Dutchman still wears wooden shoes, 
His cap and coat are patched with the love 
That Margaret sewed there. 
Sometimes he thinks he's still in Rotterdam. 

And he watches the tug-boats down canals 
An' calls out to them when he thinks he knows the Captain. 
Till Margaret comes 
To take him home again 

Through unforgiving streets that trip him, though she holds his arm, 
Sometimes he thinks he's alone and he calls her name. 

Let us go to the banks of the ocean 
Where the walls rise above the Zuiderzee. 
Long ago, I used to be a young man 
And dear Margaret remembers that for me. 

The winters whirl the windmills 'round 
She winds his muffler tighter 
And they sit in the kitchen. 
Some tea with whiskey keeps away the dew. 

And he sees her for a moment, calls her name, 
She makes the bed up singing some old love song, 
A song Margaret learned 
When it was very new. 

He hums a line or two, they sing together in the dark. 
The Dutchman falls asleep and Margaret blows the candle out. 

Let us go to the banks of the ocean 
Where the walls rise above the Zuiderzee. 
Long ago, I used to be a young man 
And dear Margaret remembers that for me.








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