Irish Polka Lyrics & Chords By Celtic Folk

How can the small flowers grow, If the wild winds blow, And the cold snow is all around? Where will the frail birds fly, If their homes on high, Have been torn down to the...read more

Where the river foams and surges to the sea, Silver figures rise to find me, Wise and as daring, Following the heart's cry. I am that deep pool, I am that dark spring, Warm...read more

High in the sky, Through the clouds and rain, Every familiar field, Seems like an old friend, When every hand that you shake, Is like a warm embrace, Could only be one sweet...read more

A Bhennáin, a bhúireadáin, a bhéicedáin bhinn Is binn linn in cúicherán do ní tú 'sin ghlinn A Bhennáin, a bhúireadáin, a bhéicedáin bhinn Is binn linn in...read more