[Music: KF,JF Words: KF] The sky was grey and leaden, Wolves howling on the wind. Above the land of Tir Na n-Og The ancient calm still reigned. "I
[Arrangement: KF Words: Unknown] In the merry month of June, from me home I started, Left the girls of Tuam nearly broken-hearted, Saluted father dear
[Arrangement: KF Words: Tradional] Last night as I lay dreaming of pleasant days gone by, Me mind been bent on rambling, to Ireland I did fly, I stepped
[Music & Words: KF] A warrior so proud of the woman by his side, His faithful heart would take no other bride, For three years they lived, midst the
[Music & Words: KF] Life for you it was not easy, And at times was so unfair. In a time when works was scarce, Many burdens were yours to bear. You
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[Arrangement: KF,JF Words: Tradional] True, you ride the finest horse I've ever seen, Standing sixteen, one or two, with eyes wide and green, And you
I have waited the night over For some word to come I asked the moon o'er the clover But the moon she is dumb You have made me a promise At midnight
look at that same old view Just we two, Darby and Joan Who used to be Jack and Jill The folks who like to be called What they have always been called The folks
It's like picking up the pieces is a daily chore Thinking of your time card forms a habit Watching rick folks on T.V.'s like picking a sore Fuck it all
a-plenty of So come on down have a look around At rich folks livin' in a poor folks town So, come on down Have a look around Rich folks livin' in a poor folks
You were once a sweet little girl so innocent and pure Your eyes were open and sure anyone could look right in I followed closely your gaze you looked
him sing again Now he sings for his Sara Jane the folk singer And once again the mountains ring to the folk singer the folk singer The folk singer the folk
They come here alone and they leave in twos except for you and me who just came to you as if you're all done like you said you'd be what are you doing
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e Da Partire Per Ritrovare Per Inseguire La Via Del Folk. Sono Dolcissime Sono Infinite Le Vie Del Folk Sono Santissime E Maledette Le Vie Del Folk Sono
e Da Partire Per Ritrovare Per Inseguire La Via Del Folk. Sono Dolcissime Sono Infinite Le Vie Del Folk Sono Santissime E Maledette Le Vie Del Folk
Il tre dicembre del trentanove a stare al mondo volli provar: mio padre uomo ligio al partito nome Benito mi volle dar. Mia madre, santa donna di Dio