- Mary Cassidy
TÂ’is Mary the cause of all my myseryThe reason that I am not now the guy I used to beShe knows her beauty, the only trait of her familySo half the countryside will know sheÂ’s lost for meI would rather live in...
- Song Of The Songs
I was close to be a man I heard my mother sayThat she did not dare to teach me how to playThat dear old game where nothingÂ’s right or wrong The winding path of the song of the songsSo I played with lovely Joan and...
- When The Rose
When the rose on your grave starts to fadeIÂ’ll take our little child to the place we used to loveI will rock her in my arms and sing The song she used to hear when night came to townSo hard to forget All the pain we...
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Glen Of Guinness
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