September
October 2008
Ballad Of St Anne's Reel He was stranded in some tiny town On fair Prince Edward Island Waiting for a ship to come and find him A one horse place, a friendly face Some coffee and a tiny trace Of fid
Brennan On The Moor Tis of a brave young highwayman This story I will tell His name was Willie Brennan And in Ireland he did dwell It was on the Kilwood Mountains He commenced his wild career And man
Drog en irish kväll idag :)... Var så jääävla längesen nu. Bara jag, my dear old lovely cube och min musik från den gröna ön. Jag älskar det
![So long ago and far away and nothing can compare.. My hearts tonight with Ireland, the sweet county clare. full igen :]](http://cdn08.dayviews.com/31/_u2/_u0/_u2/_u5/_u7/u202574/62063_1223151023.jpg)
So long ago and far away and nothing can compare.. My hearts tonight with Ireland, the sweet county clare. full igen :]
The rain came pounding down that day. But then we produced some whiskey, and the sun came shining through.
jag ser regnet komma närmre över floden, TV:n dövar tystnaden i mörkret. tid... tid...
Enniscorthy in a bottle that is what i need. To take me back to a place where the funs guaranteed Where you can walk into a pub and hear the fiddles play, You can sit out on the countryside and get dr
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He said, "I left my home where the dead never rose, But the streets of gold i've yet to find. And at the end of the day all you can do is pray, Without hope well you might as well be blind, yeah be bl
Idag när jag och Sofia låg i sängen å typ, jag ville gosa å hon stötte ifrån mej för det va nått bra på tv... så sa hon, helt allvarlig: "
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