الكلمات
كلمات للدراسة
Old song and old stories
They keep us alive
Without our past
We would never survive
I am my island
My island is me
So you know what you can do
If you don't like what you see
Kiss me, I'm Irish
I am the wild rover
My eyes they are smiling
And I'm seldom sober
I like my whiskey
And I love to dance
So if youre feeling as lucky as me, take a chance
And kiss me I'm Irish
My heart beats a jig
And me blood, it flows green
I've been a rogue and a rambler
From ocean to sea
And I like a Bevy
