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Unfortunate that they need subtitles to make the words understandable

Beautiful coloratura…

I love this song and Paul Brady sings the definitive version. Wonderful.

The Planxty gang are the best music weavers to ever have played, and written, and moved the world with words since the bards of the Dannan in the bronze age

Such wonderful wonderful music from a wonderful musician!

Sweet!!!

This is like magic. Such raw talent 😊

R.I.P My dear Royal highness

Even his Bobness Mr. Bob Dylan visited Paul to ask him how play guitar on this very special song. Bravo Paul!

Where the lyrics by Viv Stanshall when he was drunk?

Did you ever play with Jo murphy?

I remember I watched this Last Night on german television (yes, indeed german television (N3) broadcast the Last Night of the Proms for years) when I was 18, and I was very impressed of the performance and the athmosphere! Rule Britannia!... at least the waves... greetings from a friend from Germany

HM Queen Elizabeth passed away in September 2022 and the BBC cancelled the Last Night of the Proms - at time when we needed to feel patriotic and proud of our country’s history.

It was one fine March morning I bid New Orleans adieu And I took the road to Jackson town, my fortune to renew. I cursed all foreign money, no credit could I gain, Which filled me heart with longing for the lakes of Ponchartrain. I stepped on board of a railroad car beneath the morning sun, I rode the rods till evening and I laid me down again. All strangers there no friends to me till a dark girl towards me came And I fell in love with my Creole girl by the lakes of Ponchartrain. I said, “Me pretty Creole girl, me money here’s no good, If it weren’t for the alligators, I’d sleep out in the wood.” “You’re welcome here, kind stranger, from such sad thoughts refrain, For me Mammy welcomes strangers by the lakes of Ponchartrain. She took me into her Mammy’s house, and treated me right well. The hair upon her shoulders in jet black ringlets fell. To try and paint her beauty, Im sure twould be in vain, So handsome was my Creole girl by the lakes of Ponchartrain. I asked her if she’d marry me. She said that ne’er could be For she had got a lover and he was far at sea. She said that she would wait for him and true she would remain Till he’d return to his Creole girl on the lakes of Ponchartrain. Its fare thee well, me Creole girl, I never may see you more. I’ll neer forget your kindness in the cottage by the shore And at each social gathering, a flowing bowl I’ll drain And I’ll drink a health to my Creole girl by the lakes of Ponchartrain.

C It was one fine March morning I bid New Orleans adieu Am G Am C/G F And I took the road to Jackson town, my fortune to renew. C Am G Am C/G F I cursed all foreign money, no credit could I gain, C Which filled me heart with longing for the lakes of Ponchartrain. I stepped on board of a railroad car beneath the morning sun, I rode the rods till evening and I laid me down again. All strangers there no friends to me till a dark girl towards me came And I fell in love with my Creole girl by the lakes of Ponchartrain. I said, “Me pretty Creole girl, me money here’s no good, If it weren’t for the alligators, I’d sleep out in the wood.” “You’re welcome here, kind stranger, from such sad thoughts refrain, For me Mammy welcomes strangers by the lakes of Ponchartrain. She took me into her Mammy’s house, and treated me right well. The hair upon her shoulders in jet black ringlets fell. To try and paint her beauty, Im sure twould be in vain, So handsome was my Creole girl by the lakes of Ponchartrain. I asked her if she’d marry me. She said that ne’er could be For she had got a lover and he was far at sea. She said that she would wait for him and true she would remain Till he’d return to his Creole girl on the lakes of Ponchartrain. Its fare thee well, me Creole girl, I never may see you more. I’ll neer forget your kindness in the cottage by the shore And at each social gathering, a flowing bowl I’ll drain And I’ll drink a health to my Creole girl by the lakes of Ponchartrain.

Magnificant! Just the right everything.

A talented man in touch with his soul..........................................................to capture the essence of a song is not easy to do but Paul does it seemingly with ease. I don't think they know who wrote these words but they think it was during the American civil war where I can only imagine pain, misery, confusion and conflicting emotions were everyday occurrences. I can almost feel this man's weary soul crying out for the gentle human touch of love and kindness in a mad depressing world. Of course we can only imagine and it will likely be far far away from the actual misery he and thousands endured.

What are the lyrics to ‘Rule Britannia’? Rule, Britannia! Britannia, rule the waves! Britons never, never, never will be slaves. When Britain first, at heaven's command, Arose from out the azure main, This was the charter of the land, And Guardian Angels sang this strain: (Chorus) The nations not so blest as thee Must, in their turn, to tyrants fall, While thou shalt flourish great and free: The dread and envy of them all. (Chorus) Still more majestic shalt thou rise, More dreadful from each foreign stroke, As the loud blast that tears the skies Serves but to root thy native oak. (Chorus) Thee haughty tyrants ne'er shall tame; All their attempts to bend thee down Will but arouse thy generous flame, But work their woe and thy renown. (Chorus) To thee belongs the rural reign; Thy cities shall with commerce shine; All thine shall be the subject main, And every shore it circles, thine. (Chorus) The Muses, still with freedom found, Shall to thy happy coasts repair. Blest isle! with matchless beauty crowned, And manly hearts to guard the fair. (Chorus) Rule, Britannia! Britannia, rule the waves! Britons never, never, never will be slaves.

Not "shall be slaves" but "will be slaves"

He can sing any genre ... perfectly

September 1986, in Dublin, on our Honeymoon, we were walking along a pedestrian mall when we heard Paul’s song “The Island” from outdoor speakers attached to a record store. We went right in and bought it, and have been Brady fans ever since. Our 38th Anniversary this year, and Paul’s voice still resonates for us of those glory days.

I remember singing this in a pub in Belfast and everyone just went silent The words are beautifully written but the way its sang that irish vibe its beautiful i used loved singing it ❤❤

Definitive version - again, by Mr Brady

La primera vez que escuché esta canción fue en un disco de Planxty a principios de los años 80. Quedé subyugado por ella. Soy fiel seguidor de todo lo que hicieron Planxty... tal vez mi grupo irlandés preferido. Pero cuando escuché la primera y demás versiones de Mr Paul Brady me sorprendió aún más : Paul aportaba una fuerza y sentimiento muy especial, con su habitual mixtura entre sentimiento prifundo y fuerte carácter. Brutal. Esta versión, es simplemente una obra maestra, Paul ha ganado matices vocales con los años y su habilidad instrumental sigue intacta. Thank you Paul!! ❤ Un saludo desde Bilbao, en el País Vasco,

Awesome. Not just one singer, but two. Not just three verses, but did I count five? Awesome.

Absolutely superb!!

Seen paul in new york about six times ,he was magic everytime

The British people have been sold out... you really need to stop immigration

Thank you,boss👍

Open D on a Lowden with Brady singing. Heavenly.

Just beautiful.

Goat version 👏 his guitar skills are fooking insane 😊❤

He never returned....

It's no ful off trash

Now we can't even rule the Channel......

Pure poetry

Eric Clapton, Bob Dylan, Tina Turner, Bonnie Raitt...if he's good enough for them..has to be good...

Thank you for this... I have been trying to find a path to sing this song... you have set my feet well back to the place i need to explore... gracias !

URE FROM UK AND TRUSTED OWN PEOPLES,,,, URE NOT STUPID,, I AM FROM MOROCCO I DID TRUST MORRO ON REAL ESTATE AND GOT SCAMMED,,, I LOST TRUST IN ANY HUMANITY,,, SCAMMERS ARE EVERYWHERE,, RELIGION,, CULTURE, COLOR, RESPECT

Very effective. And the "No war" signs in the crowd chime in counterpart with the message. I have to say that Ukraine's resistance captures this spirit and so do other nations like the people of Myanmar resisting tyranny of a brutal military. This cannot erase the sins of Empire but neither can noble aspiration be reduced to shame.

Katherine Jenkins is much better.

I think Paul Brady is one of the best we have. Him and Christy Dignam...

This performance was amazing. I arrived in London June 1989. This was the next Proms. Wonderful to remember it.

Was roofing in Oregon in the mid-80s when the album version of this tune came over the local radio. I almost killed myself flying down the ladder to call the station and find at who/what it was. Went that afternoon to the record shop and the owner ordered "Welcome here kind stranger" for me and the LP came a few weeks later. That was 36 years ago!! The whole album is amazing and I still have it.... but this song is the standout. Thank you Mr. Brady for sharing your otherworldly artistry, it has meant alot to me.

God bless my daddy's soul!!! My father talked about these waters often... 💔

Lesley Garrett is awful!

Lyrical beauty in this gorgeous ditty, just so wonderful like most gentle traditional folk songs 🎵 ❤

Sum up my childhood this

I thought the woman in the green dress was going to burst at the neck

A great rendition of this song.