Irish Songs and Lyrics

She Wears My Ring

You would be hard pressed to visit a wedding or family function anywhere in Ireland and NOT hear a member of the family at the mike singing this Irish classic, usually with too much to drink. This songs was also covered my non other than Elvis Presley.

She wears my ring to show the world
That she belongs to me
She wears my ring to tell the world
She’s mine eternally

With loving care
I placed it on her fi-inger
To show my love
For all the world to see

This tiny ring is a token
Of tender emo-otion
And in this pool of love
That’s as deep as the o-ocean

She swears to wear it
With eternal devo-otion
That’s why I sing
Because she wears my ring

This tiny ring is a token
Of tender emo-otion
And in this pool of love
That’s as deep as the o-ocean

She swears to wear it
With eternal devo-otion
That’s why I sing
Because she wears my ri-i-ing

That’s why I sing
Because she wears my ring
 

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My Wild Irish Rose

This Irish song, popular with brides to be in Irish Traditional Weddings, was written by Chancellor “Chauncey” Olcott, a song writer and American stage actor

If you listen I’ll sing you a sweet little song
Of a flower that’s now droped and dead,
Yet dearer to me, yes than all of its mates,
Though each holds aloft its proud head.
Twas given to me by a girl that I know,
Since we’ve met, faith I’ve known no repose.
She is dearer by far than the world’s brightest star,
And I call her my wild Irish Rose.

My wild Irish Rose, the sweetest flower that grows.
You may search everywhere, but none can compare with my wild Irish Rose.
My wild Irish Rose, the dearest flower that grows,
And some day for my sake, she may let me take the bloom from my wild Irish Rose.

They may sing of their roses, which by other names,
Would smell just as sweetly, they say.
But I know that my Rose would never consent
To have that sweet name taken away.
Her glances are shy when e’er I pass by
The bower where my true love grows,
And my one wish has been that some day I may win
The heart of my wild Irish Rose.

My wild Irish Rose, the sweetest flower that grows.
You may search everywhere, but none can compare with my wild Irish Rose.
My wild Irish Rose, the dearest flower that grows,
And some day for my sake, she may let me take the bloom from my wild Irish Rose.
 

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