Author name: beerbellycollection

Do you remember in the fairy tale, how the wicked witches spell Turned the handsome prince to a toad? By the power of a potion, she handed him the notion H

O flower of Scotland when will we see your likes again That fought and died for your wee bit hill and glen And stood against them Proud Edward’s army And s

I’m Looking Over A Four Leaf Clover I’m looking over a four leaf clover That I over-looked before. One leaf is sunshine, the second is rain, Third is the r

By the lonely prison wall. I heard a young girl calling. Michael, they are taking you away, for you stole Trevelyn’s corn So the young might see the morn.

“What did I have?” said the fine old woman. “Whad did I have?” this proud old woman did say “I had four green fields, each one was a jewel, But strangers c

Four country roads, winding to a town in County Galway Four country roads, leading to the friends I left behind Four dusty roads, winding to the town of Gl

Oh it’s midnight on the Bowery and your feet are soakin’ wet And you’ve drank your last brass farthin’ You’d sell your soul for a cigarette And the sounds

I close my eyes and picture the emerald of the sea From the fishing boats at Dingle To the shores of Dona’dee I miss the River Shannon and folks at Skibere

Darkened years of winter have passed Summer waits for spring before it lives Blanket clad and wasted the winter has been long No gleam of hope a thoughtles

Lift MacCahir Og your face brooding o’er the old disgrace That black FitzWilliam stormed your place, drove you to the Fern Grey said victory was sure soon