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N:Farley was a great tramp fiddler who roamed through Monaghan and
N:Cavan on fair days. His daughter sold the family wares as he played
N:to the delight of their customers. Ed recalled one day that Farley
N:played so beautifully that the daughter threw her arms around him
N:in a burst of spontaneous joy. Ed never forgot the wholesome feelings
N:expressed there, nor did he fail to recognize the life-warming
N:secrets shared by those who love the music of Ireland.
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BEARDED FIDDLER, THE. Irish, Jig. D Major. Standard tuning. AABB. Composed by County Cavan/Philadelphia fiddler and composer Ed Reavy (1898-1988). Ed's son Joe explains the title refers to a tramp fiddler named Farley who sold wares throughout Monaghan and Cavan on fair days, with the help of his daughter. "One day Farley played so beautifully that the daughter threw her arms around him in a burst of spontaneous joy. Ed never forgot..."
Printed source: Reavy (The Collected Compositions of Ed Reavy), No. 84, pg. 92.
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