The Blarney Roses Lyrics & Chords By Barleycorn

Let the grasses grow and the water flow in a free and easy way Give me enough of the rare old stuff that's made near Galway bay Come gangers all from Donnegal, Sligo and Leitrim...read more

Oh my name it is Sam Hall chimney sweep, chimney sweep Oh my name it is Sam Hall chimney sweep Oh my name it is Sam Hall and I've robbed both great And small And my neck will...read more

Old songs and old stories, They keep us alive. Without our past, We would never survive. I am my island, My island is me, So you know what you can do If you don't like what...read more

Green grows the laurel, soft falls the dew, Sorry was I love when parting from you, But at our next meeting I hope you'll prove true, And we'll join the laurel and the violet so...read more

(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