[Chorus] And it's home boys home Home I'd like to be, home for awhile in me own count-a-ry Where the oak and the ash and the bonny elm tree They're all a-growing green in me own count-a-ry [Verse 1] There was an apprentice lived in Strawberry Lane Loved by her master and her mistress the same Until a young sailor lad came sailing o'er the sea And...Learn More

[pre-intro banter, spoken] This is beautiful, behind us. The light is shining so you can just see nylon-clad knees. You're talking about a mermaid having only one [?] *you— you leave that right alone* Ah well sure [Introduction, spoken] Strange as it may seem there are quite songs in Ireland, too. One of the oldest sort of themes, laments sin the...Learn More

'What did I have' Said the fine old woman 'What did I have' This proud old woman did say 'I had four green fields Each one was a jewel But strangers came And tried to take them from me But my fine strong sons They fought to save my jewels They fought and they died And that was my grief', said she 'Long time ago' Said the fine old woman 'Long time...Learn More