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The first single from Karan Casey's new album "Nine Apples of Gold". The album will be released on the Crow Valley Music label on Feb 23rd 2023. Visit www.karancasey.com for more details. Links to stream the song or pre-order the album - https://absil.one/nineapplesofgold.OYD "“The initial genesis for this song was inspired by Tonn Chlíona, a supernatural woman from Glandore who was said to have three brightly coloured songbirds who ate apples from an otherworldly tree and sang so sweetly that they could cure all illness, I loved the magic in this story and thought a lot about how women carry tunes and songs and dance and bring so much healing to the world. The legend goes on to report that in order to flee from men who wanted to kill her because of her powers Clíona changed herself into a wren and escaped, it is funny then how Sean Óg Graham went and gave the songbirds of Portglenone a guest spot on this track, without my saying anything of this story. I have dedicated this song to Pauline Scanlon because of her beautiful singing voice and musicality but also because of her bravery in her singing and campaigning.” Karan Casey LYRICS 1: Nine Apples of Gold (Karan Casey, Modern Works Music Publishing) A woman came carrying nine apples of gold Nine apples of gold on a bough She sang her tune and springtime in How sweetly the apples sing How sweetly the apples sing A woman came carrying a tune on the wind That dandled upon a bough The branch did shake and music make How sweetly the apples sing How sweetly the apples sing Chorus Hear how the music it heals Hear how the music it heals A woman came carrying a basket of bread A basket of food was her load She put the bread in the hands of the hungry and tired How sweetly the apples sing How sweetly the apples sing A woman came carrying a heartful of love Loving with all of her might Her pilgrim soul it burned so bright How sweetly the apples sing How sweetly the apples sing Chorus Hear how the music it heals Hear how the music it heals My apple tree, my brightness My apple tree a stór My apple tree, my brightness My apple tree a stór Chorus Hear how the music it heals Hear how the music it heals (x3)