Where the River Shannon flows


There is a pretty spot in Ireland
I always claim for my land
Where the fairies and the blarney
Will never ever die
It’s the land of the shillelagh
My heart goes back there daily
To the girl I left behind me
When we kissed and said good-bye

Where the dear old Shannon’s flowing
Where the three-leaved shamrock grows
Where my heart is, I am going
To my little Irish Rose
And the moment that I meet her
With a hug and kiss, I’ll greet her
For there’s not a colleen sweeter
Where the River Shannon flows

There’s a letter I’ll be mailing
For soon I will be sailing
And I’ll bless the ship that takes me
To my dear old Erin’s shore
There I’ll settle down for ever
I’ll leave the old sod, never
And I’ll whisper to my sweet heart
‘Come and take my name a-stór


Written by John L. Russell

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