Three Leaves of Shamrock 1889

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 11 Mar 2010
2010

When leaving dear old Ireland
in the merry month of June,
the birds were sweetly singing,
and all nature seemed in tune,
An Irish girl accosted me,
with a sad tear in her eye
and as she spoke these words to me
she bitterly did cry:
"Kind sir, I ask a favor,
Oh! Grant it to me please;
'Tis not much that I ask of you,
but 'twill set my heart at ease;
Take these to my brother Ned,
who's far across the sea,
and don't forget to tell him, sir,
that they were sent by me."

Three leaves of shamrock
The Irishman's shamrock,
from his own darling sister,
her blessing too she gave,
Take them to my brother,
for I have no one other
and these are the shamrocks
from his dear old mother's grave.

Tell him since he went away
how bitter was our lot,
the landlord came one winter day
and turned us from our cot.
Our troubles were so many,
and our friends so very few;
And brother dear our mother
used to often sigh for you:
"Oh darling son come back to me!"
she often used to say.
Alas, one day, she sickened,
and soon was laid away.
Her grave I've watered with my tears,
that's where these flowers grew;
and, brother dear,
they're all I've got,
and them I send to you."

Three leaves of shamrock
The Irishman's shamrock,
from his own darling sister,
her blessing too she gave,
Take them to my brother,
for I have no one other
and these are the shamrocks
from his dear old mother's grave.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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Three Leaves of Shamrock 1889
by James McGuire
© 1889 by Harding Bros.
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Thursday 11 March 2010 at 12.05
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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