HENRY MY SON
Where have you been all day Henry me son Where have you been all day my beloved on Away in the meadow Away in the meadow Make my bed I’ve a pain in me head
Where have you been all day Henry me son Where have you been all day my beloved on Away in the meadow Away in the meadow Make my bed I’ve a pain in me head
I know who is sick I know who is sorry I know who I’ll wed but the lord knows who I’ll marry Too-ra-loo-ra-loo Too-ra-loo-ra-laddy-O I have stockings of si
I’ve met some folks who say that I’m a dreamer And I’ve no doubt there’s truth in what they say But sure a body’s bound to be a dreamer When all the things
Once upon a time there was Irish ways and Irish laws Villages of Irish blood Waking in the morning Waking in the morning Then the Vikings came around Turne
I’m a skyscraper wain, I live on the nineteenth floor But I’m no goin’ out to play anymore Since we moved to Castle Milk, I’m wastin’ away Cause, I’m getti
Where hae ye been sae braw, lad? Where hae ye been sae brankie-o? Where hae ye been sae braw, lad? Cam’ ye by Killiecrankie-o? An’ ye had been where I hae
At the early age of thirty-eight me mother sent West “Get up,” sez she, “and get a job.” Sez I, “I’ll do me best.” I pulled on my Wellingtons to march Kilt
I am a little beggarman, a begging I have been For three score years in this little isle of green Up to the Liffey down to Tessague I ‘m known by the name
Oh my lovely Rose of Clare, You’re the sweetest girl I know. You’re the Queen of all the roses, Like the pretty flowers that grow. You are the sunshine of
I danced in the morning when the world was begun I danced in the moon, the stars and the sun I danced down from Heaven and I danced on Earth At Bethlehem I