Comments on: Lyrics To Irish Songs

By: Franc 91

Franc 91 — Sun, 13 Nov 2011 15:01:09 +0000

Here’s another website you might like to have a look at -
http://www.celticlyricscorner.net/index.htm

By: Jara

Jara — Thu, 26 Aug 2010 06:10:35 +0000

It’s a shame that none of the websites have the sheet music with them.
But they’re all very good for looking for the lyrics to Irish songs.

By: catherine

catherine — Sat, 03 Jul 2010 18:44:28 +0000

Hi there An old friend of mine who is eighty two has been trying to recall an old song he used to sing He thinks it was called The Fleeting or The Fleeing It was about people moving out of their home using a horse and cart as transport One person was given the baby cradle to hold and another held the clock on his knee Has anyone any idea of this song as it would make an old man very happy

By: kevin Cunniffe

kevin Cunniffe — Sat, 16 Jan 2010 19:49:11 +0000

Hello from Shanboley.
I am looking for the lyrics for The story I tell you is true. & The old school yard which was msung by Mick flavin and I would really appreciate any help.
Kind Regards

By: Franc 91

Franc 91 — Thu, 18 Dec 2008 11:24:29 +0000

May I suggest this web site:
http://www.celticlyricscorner.net/

By: :)

:) — Wed, 26 Nov 2008 18:43:16 +0000

Does anyone know where I can find the lyrics for either House Of The Rising Sun or Nothing Compares To You (Both Sinead O’Connor) Thanks x

By: helen segrave

helen segrave — Thu, 28 Aug 2008 12:35:52 +0000

Tá mé ag lorg na focail den amhráin “A Chomaraigh Aoibhinn Ó”
Beidh mé an sásta iad a fháil

Looking for the words of “A chomeraigh Aoibhinn Ó” Would love to have them

By: Lorraine2008

Lorraine2008 — Wed, 26 Mar 2008 10:09:36 +0000

anyone have the irish version of the following song Black is the Colour…

Black is the color of my true love’s hair
Her lips are like some roses fair
She has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands.
I love the ground whereon she stands

I love my love and well she knows
I love the ground whereon she goes.
And I wish the day, it soon will come
That she and I will be as one

I’ll go to the Clyde and I’ll mourn and weep
Where satisfied I never shall be
I’ll write her a letter, just a few short lines
And suffer death ten thousand times