My Lagan Love
Where Lagan stream sings lullaby There blows a lily fair The twilight gleam is in her…
My Little Son
Come me little son And I will tell you what we’ll do Undress yourself and get…
My Singing Bird
I have seen the lark soar high at morn Heard his song up in the blue…
My Son Ted
Missus McGrath lived near the seashore For the space of seven long years or more When…
Nancy Spain
Of all the stars that ever shone Not one does twinkle like your pale blue eyes…
Nancy Whiskey
I’m a weaver, a Calton weaver I’m a rash and a roving blade I’ve got silver…