Irish Song Lyrics 
from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
Where the River Shannon Flows 
There's a pretty spot in Ireland I always claim for my land Where the fairies and the blarney will never, never die It's the land of the shillalah My heart goes back there daily To the girl I left behind me when we kissed and said goodbye 
CHORUS: Where dear old Shannon's flowing Where the three-leaved shamrock's 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. 
Sure no letter I'll be mailing For soon will I be sailing And I'll bless the ship that takes me to my dear old Erin's shore There I'll settle down forever I'll leave the old sod never And I'll whisper to my sweetheart "Come and take my name Asthore." 
Recorded by Bing Crosby et al.