Well... we have TWO new CDs completed..

The New Irish CD, Immigrant heart which is a fabulous mix of Trad and Originals and the New Americana Roots CD, The Usual Suspects which is comprised mostly my songs, one of Zigs Fabulous instrumentals and TWO of my favorite Traditional tunes.  You will be able to get Lyrics and more info on that CD Soon at   myspace.com/zigandsiusan    !

Now a bit of Candy from the Liner of  Immigrant Heart

March 14th 1909 Kate Roland, came through Ellis Island
with her sister Margaret. 
Leaving behind most of her Family still living in a tiny village just north of Castlebar
called Gort, she settled into Brooklyn life,
married Thomas O'Rourke, also an immigrant from the Aran Islands and raised 4 boys. 
One being my Father, Joseph. 
In celebration of almost 100 years now in this country,
 we dedicate this CD to my family 
and all the generations of other Immigrant Families
who continue to take Blind steps in Faith.
For under the bone beats an immigrant heart.

Immigrant Heart

Siusan O'Rourke

6/13/08

Like the Stones on Land

The faces of loved ones

Stayed firm in their minds

And they strained to hear

As voices called out

As they sailed from their Sight

And Lo in the Wake of the Ship that was leaving

Stood a Family

Now Shattered and Battered and Scarred

For the loved ones were off

on a Ship Bound for Brooklyn

With the Rest to live on back in Old Castlebar

On a Sea of Fear

Their Comfort came knowing

So many before

Had left loved ones Dear

To search out a life

On American Shores

And when they looked on the Moon

hanging Low over Brooklyn

Well it seemed like

a dear Friend from old Castlebar

Still Recalling its light on the Bogs and the Pastures

While here in New York shone on Concrete and Tar

As the Years Wane on

And Families Gather

The Old and The Young

You can still feel Loss

At Names, Never Spoken

On Tips of their Tongues

Though their Journeys' were long,

full Years in the making

Their Tender young souls

Never Traveled that Far

While their feet found their way

to the Paved Streets of Brooklyn

Their Immigrant Hearts never left Castlebar

More to come