Grace, How sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me I once was lost, but now am found T'was blind but now I see T'was Grace that taught my heart to
You'll remember me when the west wind moves Upon the fields of barley You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky As we walk in fields of gold So she took
my glass, I'll sing a song And will start the music flowing Never mind the rising light There's no sign of day or dawning In my heart it's still the
know, I never will be far away. Goodnight my angel, now it's time to sleep. And still so many things I want to say. Remember all the songs you sang
Ireland, then maybe at the closing of your day, you can sit and watch the moon rise over Claddagh, and see the sun go down on Galway Bay. Just to hear
dooring peep. There on the cricket's singing stone, She stirs the bogwood fire, And hums in soft, sweet undertones The song of heart's desire The song of heart
I hear you, From your prairies to the sea, From your mountains grand, and all through this land, You are beautiful to me. And? O, America you?re calling, I can hear
dew To the sea's cold gleam Nothing but a stream Towards the ocean dream Nata dal cielo Day by day, deeper now Al di la per quel Songo sempre piu
Opened Ellis Island And They Let the People Through. and The First To Cross The Treshold of That Isle Of Hope And Tears, was Annie Moore From Ireland
pine And then the darkness fell The moon's a harsh mistress It's hard to love her well I fell out of her eyes I fell out of her heart I fell down on
Many nights we've prayed With no proof anyone could hear In our hearts a hopefull song We barely understood Now we are not afraid Although we know there
Hold it tight I will protect you From all around you I will be here don't you cry 'Cause you'll be in my heart Yes, you'll be in my heart From this day
You'll remember me when the west wind moves Among the fields of barley You can tell the sun in his jealous sky When we walked in fields of gold So she
always know, I never will be far away. Goodnight my angel, now it's time to sleep. And still so many things I want to say. Remember all the songs you
the dooring peep. There on the cricket's singing stone, She spares the bogwood fire, And hums in sad sweet undertones The song of heart's desire The song of heart
mountain dew To the sea's cold gleam Nothing but a stream Towards the ocean dream Nata dal cielo Day by day, deeper now Al di la per quel Songo sempre
Fill my glass I'll sing a song And will start the music flowing Never mind the rising light There's no sign of day or dawning In my heart it's still