"4Twas in 1847 when the famine came to reign,
And multitudes of Irishmen had to leave their land.
From Sligo down to Kerry, from Wexford to Donegal
People grabbed their few belongings to join the trek to Dublin town...."Black Is The Colour
"Black is the colour of my true love4s hair,
Her lips are like some roses fair.
She has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands
I love the ground whereon she stands...."Celtic Queen
"As we met it was St. Patrick4s Day. and we were talking 4til late .
As you smiled at me, my love, it was the smile of fate.
You4re the lady of my life, you4re my sweet caileen.
You4re old Erin4s rose, my love, you4re my Celtic Queen...."|
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