“Happy Saint Patrick’s Day – 3-17-2017”

7Toora Loora Loora Lyrics

Over in Killarney, many years ago
My mother sang a song to me
in tones so sweet and low

Just a simple little ditty
in her good old Irish way
And I’d give the world if she could sing
that song to me this day

Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, Too-ra-loo-ra-li,
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, hush now, don’t you cry!
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, Too-ra-loo-ra-li,
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, that’s an Irish lullaby.

Oft in dreams I wander
to that cot again.
I feel her arms a-hugging me
As when she held me then.

And I hear her voice a-hummin’
to me as in the days of yore,
when she used to rock me fast asleep
outside the cabin door.

Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, Too-ra-loo-ra-li,
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, hush now, don’t you cry!
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, Too-ra-loo-ra-li,
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, that’s an Irish lullaby.

 

 

 

I’ll Take You Home Again Kathleen
across the ocean wild and wide
to where your heart has ever been
since first you were my bonny bride
The roses all have left your cheeks
I watched them fade away and die
You voice is sad whene’re you speak
and tears bedim your loving eyes
So I will take you back Kathleen
to where your heart will feel no pain
And when the fields are fresh and green
I will take you to your home again

I know you love me Kathleen dear
your heart was ever fond and true
I always feel when you are near
That life holds nothing dear but you
the smiles that once you gave to me
I scarcely ever see them now
the many, many times I see
a darkening shadow on your brow
Oh So I will take you back Kathleen
to where your heart will feel no pain
And when the fields are fresh and green
I will take you to your home again

To that dear home beyond the sea
My Kathleen shall again return
And when thy old friends welcome thee
Thy loving heart will cease to yearn
Where laughs the little silver stream
beside your mother’s humble cot
and brightest rays of sunshine gleam
To where your grief will be forgot
so So I will take you back Kathleen
to where your heart will feel no pain
And when the fields are fresh and green
I will take you to your home again

 

I’m looking over a four-leaf clover
That I overlooked before
One leaf is sunshine, the second is rain
Third is the roses that grow in the lane
No need explaining, the one remaining
Is somebody I adore
I’m looking over a four-leaf clover
That I overlooked before

……..

I’m looking over a four-leaf clover
That I overlooked before
One leaf is sunshine, the second is rain
Third is the roses that grow in the lane

No need explaining, the one remaining
Is somebody I adore
I’m looking over a four-leaf clover
That I overlooked before

I’m Looking Over a Four Leaf Clover
that I over looked before
one is for sunshine
the second is rain
third are the roses
that grow in the lane
No need explaining
the one remaining
is somebody I adore
I’m Looking Over a Four Leaf Clover
That I ovr looked before

 


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