时间：1994-01-01
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Dear Little Shamrock - The Shannon Singers
There's a dear little plant that grows in Ireland
'Twas Saint Patrick himself sure that set it
And the sun on his labor with pleasure did smile
And a tear from his eyes oft-times wet it
It grows thro' the bog thro' the brake and the mireland
And it's called the dear little Shamrock of Ireland
The dear little Shamrock the three little Shamrock
The dear little three Shamrock of Ireland
That dear little plant still grows in our land
Fresh and fair as the daughters of Erin
Whose smiles can bewitch and whose eyes can command
In each climate they ever appear in:
For they shine thro' the bog thro' the brake and the mireland
Just like their own dear little Shamrock of Ireland
The dear little Shamrock the three little Shamrock
The dear little three Shamrock of Ireland
The dear little Shamrock the three little Shamrock
The dear little three Shamrock of Ireland
