Bunch Of Shamrocks - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
BUNCH OF SHAMROCKS. 
There's a little green spray, that on meadow or brae, Is kissed by the dew morn and eve, And the sun from above throws a smile full of love. On this cluster of emerald leaves; 'Tis the symbol of Erin's sweet spot in the sea. And no flower more rare e'er was seen, Than grows on its stem-'tis my own precious gem, "Bunch of Shamrocks, " so fragrant and green. 
Chorus. 'Tis the shamrock so green, the shamrock so green, No flower more rare e'er was seen. Than grows on its stem-my own precious gem, "Bunch of Shamrocks, " so fragrant and green. 
Good fortune is found in the blessings that's round This dear little treasure so fair, In the famed days of old each warrior bold, A charm in virtue so rare, And still dew-kissed it peeps from bog or brake, Bejeweled more rich than a queen; The dear little gem on its triple-branched stem, "Bunch of Shamrocks," so fragrant and green.-Chorus.