I got the surprise, the surprise of my life. I had to stop and stare. I saw man dancing with his own wife. And you'll never guess where.... . Chicago, Chicago--that toddlin' town, that toddlin' town.
Patrick Simmons. . Gonna leave in the mornin'. My world is movin' fast. Gonna leave in the mornin'. My world is movin' fast. I'm gonna blot out all the bad times.
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I got the surprise, the surprise of my life. I had to stop and stare. I saw a man dancing with his own wife. And you will never guess where. . Chicago, Chicago.
Peg o' my heart. I'll love you don't let us part. I love you I always knew it would be you. Since I heard your lilting laughter. It's your Irish heart I'm after..
By Fred Fisher and Doris Fisher. . WHY DO YOU WHISPER, GREEN GRASS?. WHY TELL THE TREES WHAT AIN'T SO?. WHISPERING GRASS, THE TREES DON'T HAVE TO KNOW,.
Peg o'my heart. I love you, don't let us part. I love you, I always knew it would be you. Since I heard your lilting laughter. It's your Irish heart I'm after.
Peg o' my heart. I'll love you don't let us part. I love you I always knew it would be you. Since I heard your lilting laughter. . It's your Irish heart I'm after.
Peg o'my heart. I love you, don't let us part. I love you, I always knew it would be you. Since I heard your lilting laughter. It's your Irish heart I'm after.
Why do you whisper, green grass. Why tell the trees what ain't so. Whispering grass. The trees don't have to know. Why tell them all your secrets. Who kissed there long ago.
You promised me, green grass, not to tell what you heard.. Whispering Grass, say! you can't keep your word, keep your word.. . Why do you whisper, green grass?.
(D. Fisher, F. Fisher). Why do you whisper, green grass. Why tell the trees what ain't so?. Whispering grass. The trees don't have to know. Why tell them all your secrets.
Peg o' my heart, I love you. We'll never part for I love you. Dear little girl, sweet little girl. Sweeter than the Rose of Erin. It's the shamrock we'll be sharing.