Month: August 2022

Far away from the land of the Shamrock and heatherIn search of a living, as exiles we roamBut whenever we chance to assemble togetherWe think of the land where we once had a home:But these homes are destroyed and our soil confiscatedThe hand of the tyrant brought plunder and woe;The fires are now quenched and…

In Dublin’s fair cityWhere the girls are so prettyI first set my eyes on sweet Molly MaloneAs she wheeled her wheelbarrowThrough streets broad and narrowCrying, “Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh!” Alive, alive, ohAlive, alive, ohCrying, “Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh” She was a fishmongerAnd sure ’twas no wonderFor so were her father and…

Now, my grandmother she,At the age of 93,One day in May was taken sick and died;And after she was dead,The will, of course, was readBy a lawyer as we all stood by his side.To my brother it was found,She had left a hundred pounds,The same unto my sister I declare,But when it came to me,The…

In a small hotel in London I was sitting down to dine, When the waiter brought the register and asked me if I’d sign. And as I signed I ‘saw a name that set my heart astir – A certain “Francis Farrelly” had signed the register. I knew a lot of Farrellys and out of…

Lonely I wander through scenes of my childhoodThey bring back to memory the happy days of yoreGone are the old folk, the house stands desertedNo light in the window, no welcome at the door Here’s where the children played games on the heatherHere’s where they sailed their wee boats on the burnWhere are they now?…