Besedila

I wish that I was home in Donegal To be with you beside the sea To hear your sweet voice calling me Back to my home in Donegal He walks upon the streets of

She said her name was Mary Ann and she came from some place near Strabane But over here in Melbourne, Ireland seemed so far away She had a tape of Matt Mol

Kind friends and companions, come join me in rhyme Come lift up your voices in chorus with mine Let us drink and be merry, all grief to refrain For we may

It’s a Great Day for the Irish, It’s a great day for the fair! The sidewalks of New York are thick with blarney, For sure you’d think of New York was ol’ K

I know where I’m goin’ and I know who’s goin’ with me I know who I love and my dear knows who I’ll marry. I have stockings of silk and shoes of bright gree

My name is Johnny Connors I am a traveling man My people have been traveling since time it first began With my horse and covered wagon and my family by my

It being on the twenty-third of June-o As I sat weaving all on my loom I heard a thrush singing on yon bush And the song she sang was a jug of punch Ladder

About four years ago, I was digging the land with my brogues on my feet and my spade in my hand says I to myself what a pity to see Such a fine strapping l

The lambs on the green hills, they sport and they play And many strawberries grow round the salt sea How sad is my heart when my love is away How many’s th

I wish I wish I wish in vain I wish I was a youth again But a youth again I can never be Till apples grow an Ivy tree Chorus: O love is pleasing and love i