Rambles Of Spring Lyrics & Chords By Tara Folk

There's a uniform that's hanging In what's known as Father's room A uniform so simple in it's style It's got no braid of gold or silk no hat with feathered plumes Yet Mother...read more

I was forced to wander because that I was poor And to leave the hills of Caledonia seemed more than I could endure And when that I was travellin oh what thought came to my mind That...read more

There's four who share the room And we work hard for the craic And getting up late on Sunday's I never get to mass It's a long, long way from Clare to here It's a long, long...read more

The old days have gone that had use for a man Who supported his lairdship, protecting his land Who in times of unrest, he would have dies for his lord Now the soldiers of England...read more

Come day, go day Wish in my heart it were Sunday Drinking buttermilk thru the week Whiskey on a Sunday He sits in the corner of old beggar's bush On top of an old packing...read more