The years have pa**ed the winds have blown Since first I saw you there With feet apart to the music moved You're bright red curling hair The spotlight shone in colours bright Reflecting on your face The music notes so sweet and clear In the spirit of your race Your songs told tales of peace and joy Of sorrow and of love The power and pa**ion of your voice Soared heavenly above And from the inner soul and heart With emotion in each song You stirred the hearts of many, Luke When you sang of right and wrong The humour of those laughing eyes Was shared in full with all When you chose the songs to lift the hearts That filled the music hall The ecstasy and joy was felt In chorus, clap and cheer When the son of Rósín took the stage The King of balladeers I saw you sing a thousand times Ten thousand songs or more I still can clearly hear your voice Though your time with us is o'er For memories are all we have When we think of you today Your name we'll always honour Luke We're glad you pa**ed this way