paroles de chanson Among the Wicklow Hills - Foster , Allen
                                                I've 
                                                just 
                                                recieved 
                                                    a 
                                                letter 
                                                from 
                                                my 
                                                home 
                                                in 
                                                Ireland
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                scrible 
                                                so 
                                                familiar 
                                                was 
                                                my 
                                                mothers 
                                                feeble 
                                                hand
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                house 
                                                that 
                                                rang 
                                                with 
                                                music 
                                                and 
                                                of 
                                                laughter 
                                                now 
                                                is 
                                                still
 
                                    
                                
                                                Dear 
                                                Danny 
                                                is 
                                                so 
                                                lonely 
                                                now 
                                                among 
                                                the 
                                                Wicklow 
                                                hills
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                    I 
                                                gaze 
                                                across 
                                                the 
                                                mountains 
                                                    I 
                                                relive 
                                                    a 
                                                moments 
                                                joy
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                same 
                                                old 
                                                Wicklow 
                                                mountains 
                                                where 
                                                you 
                                                rambled 
                                                as 
                                                    a 
                                                boy
 
                                    
                                
                                                You're 
                                                photo 
                                                as 
                                                    a 
                                                child 
                                                that 
                                                pictures 
                                                by 
                                                my 
                                                bedside 
                                                still
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                each 
                                                night 
                                                    I 
                                                pray 
                                                that 
                                                you'll 
                                                come 
                                                back 
                                                home
 
                                    
                                
                                                Among 
                                                the 
                                                Wicklow 
                                                hills
 
                                    
                                
                                                Do 
                                                you 
                                                remember 
                                                long 
                                                ago 
                                                when 
                                                in 
                                                summer 
                                                you 
                                                would 
                                                stroll
 
                                    
                                
                                                Down 
                                                where 
                                                the 
                                                crystal 
                                                mountain 
                                                streams 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                Slaney 
                                                waters 
                                                roll
 
                                    
                                
                                                Do 
                                                you 
                                                recall 
                                                    a 
                                                young 
                                                companion 
                                                who 
                                                talks 
                                                about 
                                                you 
                                                still
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                you 
                                                know 
                                                who 
                                                she's 
                                                waiting 
                                                to 
                                                among 
                                                the 
                                                Wicklow 
                                                hills
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                    I 
                                                gaze 
                                                across 
                                                the 
                                                mountains 
                                                    I 
                                                relive 
                                                    a 
                                                moments 
                                                joy
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                same 
                                                old 
                                                Wicklow 
                                                mountains 
                                                where 
                                                you 
                                                rambled 
                                                as 
                                                    a 
                                                boy
 
                                    
                                
                                                You're 
                                                photo 
                                                as 
                                                    a 
                                                child 
                                                that 
                                                pictures 
                                                by 
                                                my 
                                                bedside 
                                                still
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                each 
                                                night 
                                                    I 
                                                pray 
                                                that 
                                                you'll 
                                                come 
                                                back 
                                                home
 
                                    
                                
                                                Among 
                                                the 
                                                Wicklow 
                                                hills
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                each 
                                                night 
                                                    I 
                                                pray 
                                                that 
                                                you'll 
                                                come 
                                                back 
                                                home
 
                                    
                                
                                                Among 
                                                the 
                                                Wicklow 
                                                hills
 
                                    
                                 
                            1 Heartbeat
2 Blueberry Hill
3 No Matter What They Tell Me
4 Putting on the Style
5 Partners in Rhyme
6 Gentle on My Mind
7 True Love
8 Lovely Leitrim
9 Bye Bye Love
10 I Wish It Was Me
11 Have a Drink on Me
12 My First Love
13 Born to Be with You
14 Among the Wicklow Hills
15 Cottage in the Country
16 Let It Be Me
17 Noboby Loves Like an Irishman
18 Far Away a Light Is Burning
19 Dwyer's/Dowd's (Reels)
20 Beautiful Isle of Somewhere
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