Dingle Bay Lyrics & Chords By Connie Foley

(S. McGrath) The French drink wine, the English tea. The Yankee drinks his hot black coffee. The child drinks milk nine times a day. The Scotsman sips his whiskey toddy. You can...read more

When I awoke this mornin' Imagine my surprise On my pillow lay a single yellow rose I smiled but when I read the card The teardrops filled my eyes It was the only way that...read more

This pretty young maid I seek far and wide My heartache each morn with her I don't meet When I go to the bar, the dance hall or fete But I'd follow her trail in the dead of...read more

In the year of our Lord, eighteen hundred and six, We set sail from the Coal Quay of Cork We were sailing away with a cargo of bricks For the grand City Hall in New York We'd...read more

There, s a sweet memory, that i keep in my mind And sometimes I drift, way back in time Today i first held you, and kissed your sweeet face Now theses precious memories, time...read more