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THREE LEAVES OF SHAMROCK Sung by: Mrs. Myron Scruggs Recorded in Memphis, TN 12/13/62 Click here to listen to the original recording In the merry month of June, The birds were singing gaily, And all nature seemed in tune. An Irish girl approached me With sad tears in her eyes, And as she said these words to me, How bitterly she cried. Chorus: "It's three leaves of shamrock, The Irishman's shamrock, From your darling sister, And her blessings, too, she sends. Take these to my brother, Who's far across the sea, And don't forget to tell him, Sir, that they were sent by me. "Tell him since he left us How bitter was our lot. The landlord came one winter's day And turned us out our cot. Our sorrows, they were many, Our friends were very few, Our mother dear soon passed away, And now I've only you." (Chorus) |
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All Songs Recorded by John Quincy Wolf, Jr., unless otherwise noted The John Quincy Wolf Folklore Collection Lyon College, Batesville, Arkansas Back to the Song Index Back to the Wolf Collection Homepage ©Copyright 2002 Lyon College |