American Old Time Song Lyrics: 18 Bunch Of Shamrocks
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 18
BUNCH OF SHAMROCKS.
There's a little green spray, that on meadow or brae,
Is kissed by the dew morn and eve,
And the sun from above throws a smile full of love.
On this cluster of emerald leaves;
'Tis the symbol of Erin's sweet spot in the sea.
And no flower more rare e'er was seen,
Than grows on its stem-'tis my own precious gem,
"Bunch of Shamrocks, " so fragrant and green.
Chorus.
'Tis the shamrock so green, the shamrock so green,
No flower more rare e'er was seen.
Than grows on its stem-my own precious gem,
"Bunch of Shamrocks, " so fragrant and green.
Good fortune is found in the blessings that's round
This dear little treasure so fair,
In the famed days of old each warrior bold,
A charm in virtue so rare,
And still dew-kissed it peeps from bog or brake,
Bejeweled more rich than a queen;
The dear little gem on its triple-branched stem,
"Bunch of Shamrocks," so fragrant and green.-Chorus.