A Bit O' Ireland
If you've ever lain and dreamt in fields of clover,
Then you'll understand what I'm about to say.
Oh, the first time that I saw my bonnie darlin',
'Twas thar upon that hill so far away.
In the springtime when the clover's mixed with flowers
And their fragrance fills the breeze that gently blows,
'Twas the time when I first held you in my arms dear,
With a feelin' only those in love can know.
So you see as I lie dreamin' in the clover
And the soft breeze blows in waves across the green,
Is the time when thoughts of you flow through my mind love,
With a feelin' only heaven's ever seen.