St. Patrick’s Day is here, you see. We’ll pick some shamrocks, one, two, three. We’ll count the leaves and look them over, And maybe find a four-leafed clover. I’ll sew green buttons on my vest, Green for St. Patrick is the best. I’ll wear a green hat, very high, And dance a jig-at least I’ll […]
There’s a dear little plant that grows in our isle, ‘Twas St. Patrick himself, sure, that sets it; And the sun of his labor with pleasure did smile, And with dew from his eye often wet it. It grows through the bog, through the brake, through the mireland, And they call it the dear little […]
May your blessings outnumber The shamrocks that grow, And may trouble avoid you Wherever you go.
For each petal on the shamrock This brings a wish your way- Good health, good luck, and happiness For today and every day.
Good St. Patrick travelled far, to teach God’s Holy Word And when he came to Erin’s sod, a wondrous thing occurred He plucked a shamrock from the earth and held it in His hand To symbolise the Trinity that all might understand The first leaf for the Father And the second for the Son The […]
Wishing you a rainbow For sunlight after showers— Miles and miles of Irish smiles For golden happy hours— Shamrocks at your doorway For luck and laughter too, And a host of friends that never ends Each day your whole life through!
Here’s to the land of the Shamrock so green, Here’s to each Lad and his darlin Colleen, Here’s to the ones we love dearest and most. May God bless ole Ireland, that’s and Irish mans toast.