You could shoot off a cannon. Down the middle of bond. And attract no attention in downtown st. john's. This getting nowhere is getting to me. Wondering where can you go.
You'll never be the sun turning in the sky. And you won't be the moon above us on a moonlit night. And you won't be the stars in heaven although they burn so bright.
For all our languages we can't communicate. For all our native tongues we're all native here. Sons of their fathers' dream the same dream. The sound of forbidden words become a scream.
O, my love is like a red, red rose. That's newly sprung in June. O, my love is like a melody. That's sweetly played in tune. . So fair art thou, my bonnie lass.
My Bonnie lies over the ocean. My Bonnie lies over the sea,. My Bonnie lies over the ocean,. Oh bring back my Bonnie to me.. . Bring back, bring back,.
My bonnie : (duet with briar boake) to lynn liddell. . My bonnie lies over the ocean. My bonnie lies over the sea. My bonnie lies over the ocean. Bring back my bonnie to me.
Far frae my hame I wander but still my thoughts return. To my ain folk over yonder in the sheiling by the burn. I see the cosy ingle and the mist upon the brae.
There's a spot in me heart which no colleen may own. There's a depth in me soul never sounded or known. There's a place in my memory, my life that you fill.
I have heard the Mavis singing. His love song to the moon. I have seen the dewdrop clinging. To the rose just nearly born. . But a sweeter song has cheer'd me.
Lo how a rose e'er blooming. From tender stem hath sprung. Of jesse's lineage coming. As seers of old have sung. It came a blossom bright. Amid the cold of winter.
Away, ye gay landscapes, ye gardens of roses!. In you let the minions of luxury rove;. Restore me the rocks where the snow-flake reposes,. Though they are scared to freedom and love:.
Kathleen : to pan and terry. . Blown like a leaf on a warm summer breeze. A vision approached me as cool as you please. With her strawberry hair and a wink in her eye.
Deck the halls (with boughs of holly). Noel nouvelet. Patapan. The angels and the shepherds. We wish you a merry christmas.
Away in a manger,. Angels from the realms of glory. Good king wenceslas. In dulci jubilo.
Here, making each day of the year. Changing my life with a wave of her hand. Nobody can deny that there's something there. There running my hands through her hair.
Here, making each day of the year. Changing my life with a wave of her hand. Nobody can deny that there's something there. . There running my hands through her hair.
We had an apartment in the city. Me and Loretta liked living there. Well it's been years since the kid's have grown. A life of their own and left us alone.
Now that we have come this far. Don't be frightened by the night. Just let me be your guardian angel. You will be my guiding light. . We've been on this road so long.
When blossoms flower e'er 'mid the snows,. Upon a winter night,. Was born the child, the christmas rose,. The king of love and light.. The angels sing, the shepherds sing,.
If you ever go across the sea to Ireland. Then maybe at the closing of your day. You will sit and watch the moon rise over Claddagh. And see the sun go down on Galway Bay.