Andy M. Stewart Lyrics
Andy M. Stewart Lyrics
"The Irish Stranger Lyrics"
In Sweet Bitterness Lyrics
[Lyrics: Jason] caress your breasts so gently I sink into a paradise of my own the scales of love tip rapidly in serenity...I cry I would carve my devotion in stone you disgust me though you're part of my
[Lyrics: Jason] caress your breasts so gently I sink into a paradise of my own the scales of love tip rapidly in serenity...I cry I would carve my devotion in stone you disgust me though you're part of my
Pity the fate of a poor Irish stranger,
That wanders so far from his home,
That sighs for protection from want, woe, and danger,
That knows not from which way for to roam.
Yet I'll never return to Hibernia's green bowers,
For tyranny tramples the sweetest of flowers,
That once gave me comfort in loneliest hours—
Now they are gone I shall ne'er see them more.
With wonder I gazed on yon lofty building,
As in grandeur I rose from its lord,
To reap this bitter harvest From the wound that never heals These hollow veins, the toxic nodes of man Disease twines therein Left me in sylvan enchantment Where chlorophyl burned my skin The blind fool that held
The choicest of fruit for his foe.
But, where is my father's lone cottage of clay,
Wherein I' ve spent many a long day,
Alas ! has his lordship conniv'd it away ?
Yes, it is gone, I shall never see it more.
When nature was seen in the sloe bush and bramble,
All smiling in beautiful bloom,
Over the fields without danger, I often
Did ramble amidst their perfume ;
I have wranged through the woods whe
Kinda Lovin' Lyrics
[Verse One] Ladadadadada Whoaaaa Let me explain the way your love has got me feelin I'm wantin throw it away and hang up all the pimpin' I'm ready to let go of my heart And give it all to you For the rest of my li
re the gay feather'd[Verse One] Ladadadadada Whoaaaa Let me explain the way your love has got me feelin I'm wantin throw it away and hang up all the pimpin' I'm ready to let go of my heart And give it all to you For the rest of my li
throng
Joyfully sung their loud echoing song—
These days then of summer passed sweetly along,
Now they're gone—I shall ne'er see them more !
When the sloe and the berries hung ripe on the bushes
I have gathered them off without harm—
I have gone to the field and shorn the green rushes,
Preparing for winter's cold storm !
Along with my friends telling tales of delight,
Beguiling the hours of the long winter's night,
In A Word Lyrics
Stop, taking for granted I am the one who's wrong You might be surprised Time standin' still - seems like we don't belong You'll realize Start giving to me all you can Stop telling me girl just where I stand
Stop, taking for granted I am the one who's wrong You might be surprised Time standin' still - seems like we don't belong You'll realize Start giving to me all you can Stop telling me girl just where I stand
Those days gave me pleasure—I could them invite ;
Now they're gone, I shall ne'er see them more.
Oh, Erin ! oh, Erin ! it grieves me to ponder
The wrongs of thy injurned isle !
Of thy sons may a thousand from home do wander
On shores far away an exile !
But give me the power to cross the main,
Calumbia might yield me some shelter from pain,
I am only lamenting whilst here I remain,
For the boys I shall ne'er see again.