Chorus:. 'Se/ mo laoch, mo Ghile Mear. 'Se/ mo Chaesar Gile Mear. Suan na/ se/an ni/ bhfuaireas fe/in. O/ chuaigh i gce/in mo Ghile Mear. . Chorus (repeats).
Chorus:. 'Si mo laoch, mo ghile mear. 'Si mo caesar, ghile mear.. Suan na sian ni bhfuaireas fein. O chuaigh in gcian mo ghile mear.. . Chorus (repeats).
I wish, I wish, I wish in vain. I wish I were a maid again. But a maid again I can never be. Until apples grow on an ivy tree. For love it is pleasin' and love is teasin'.
If on every ocean the ship is a throne. And for each mast cut down another sapling is grown. Then I could believe that I'm bound to find. A better life than I left behind.
One two three four five six. . I know my love by his way of walking. And I know my love by his way of talking. And I know my love dressed in a suit of blue.
One two three four five six. . I Know My Love by his way of walking. And I Know My Love by his way of talking. And I Know My Love dressed in a suit of blue.
Kind friends and companions, come join me in rhyme. Come lift up your voices in chorus with mine. Come lift up your voices, all grief to refrain. For we may or might never all meet here again.
Oh, won't you stay. Stay a while with your own ones?. Don't ever stray. Stray so far from your own ones. 'Cause the world is so cold. Don't care nothing for your soul.
God rest ye merry, gentlemen. Let nothing you dismay. Remember, Christ, our Saviour. Was born on Christmas day. To save us all from Satan's power. When we were gone astray.
As I went out walking one fine summer morning. The birds in the bushes did whistle and sing. The lads and the lasses in couples were courtin'. Going back to the factory their work to begin.
Ding dong dong. Ding dong dong.... . Ding dong merrily on high,. In heav'n the bells are ringing:. Ding dong! verily the sky. Is riv'n with angel singing..
Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen and down the mountain side. The summer's gone and all the flowers falling. 'T's you, 't's you, must go and I must bide.
If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eyed Joe. I'd been married long time ago. Where did you come from, where did you go?. Where did you come from Cotton-Eyed Joe?.
Far away across the ocean. Underneath an Indian star. Dwells a dark eyed lonely maiden. On the coast of Malabar. . In the harbor, where we anchored. I can see her shy and sweet.
Here we are we've come to call. With pipes and flutes and fiddles and all. In case of death we've even brought a keener. So, if you're glum and feeling down.