My father , loaf of songs, everybody needs a rock to cl8ng to . My mother stood apun the shore,
@carmelcrowley1588 ай бұрын
Ballade, young pup, you used to play, eventually I moved to Jimmy mc carthy, sitting on the crock of gold. We had two guitars and one song, three times a lake. See when Mary was playing. Rock up and roll, amp, folk songs writing around ball, ballin, Johnny don't go to ballet, stay in town. Don't go back to the places where you get disappointed. Christy farm from Bantry where my mother came from. Sing gort , quilt of fields with my brothers. Dunce store girl, well , I will, dare, she is the girl, na na na.
@fredericokeyser56282 жыл бұрын
Two lads who come from Cork Brendan and John dowcha lads