The Old Wheel Of Fortune Lyrics & Chords By Fidil

The yella-haired laddie he’s handsome and fine Wi cheeks like the red rose, his e’en how they shine An saftly he sings as the merl on the tree An dearly I’d lo him gin he wid...read more

Again the rains are late this year, again the fields are dry and crops are dead Today the bank refused to give me an extension for the loan No money in my pocket for the fare No...read more

Mother Jones is dead and gone she could no longer stay No one knew how old she was but she was often heard to say How she was born in 1830 in the sweet County Cork But she crossed the...read more

It's of three huntsmen brave and bold as I have heard them say They took five hundred guineas all on one market day And as they rode home together o'er the Wicklow mountains high Oh...read more

Here they come marching past the houses, shiny boots and khaki blouses Stiff as the creases in their trousers standing tall and straight and strong And they all keep in step...read more