Song Of Ireland Songtext
I remember daddy playing on the violin,
jigs and reels that he brought from Ireland.
And I'm the first born in America, my friend.
I have never been there but someday I'll take a trip.
I'll cross the ocean on a big long silver ship.
Hear them sing those songs I learned from Mama's knee
I just close my eyes and I can almost see,
those shamrock hills and those forty shades of green.
are calling me home, are calling me home.
Sun shines through my window here in Tennessee.
God sure made this a pretty place to be.
But sometimes it just don't feel like home to me.
So I close my eyes and I can almost see
those shamrock hills and those forty shades of green.
And the roots that tie me to a land I've never known
are calling me home.
Are calling me home.
Are calling me home.
And the roots that tie me to a land I've never known
jigs and reels that he brought from Ireland.
And I'm the first born in America, my friend.
I have never been there but someday I'll take a trip.
I'll cross the ocean on a big long silver ship.
Hear them sing those songs I learned from Mama's knee
I just close my eyes and I can almost see,
those shamrock hills and those forty shades of green.
are calling me home, are calling me home.
Sun shines through my window here in Tennessee.
God sure made this a pretty place to be.
But sometimes it just don't feel like home to me.
So I close my eyes and I can almost see
those shamrock hills and those forty shades of green.
And the roots that tie me to a land I've never known
are calling me home.
Are calling me home.
Are calling me home.
Malloy, David / Rabbitt, Eddie / Stevens, Even
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