Cat. #0566 (MFH #381) - As sung by Mrs. Haden Robinson, Fayetteville, Arkansas on November 26, 1960
VERSE 1
O dear, _____ ___ _ _ _
____ _ _ _ ___ _ ___ ___
Th birds were singing gaily
All nature seemed in view
VERSE 2
An Irish maid accosted me
With a sad tear in her eye
O, please I ask a favor
Please grant it to me, sir
VERSE 3
T'is, take these to my brother, Ned
He's far across th sea
But don't forget to tell 'im, sir
That they were sent by me
VERSE 4
Three leaves of Shamrocks
An Irish isle, in Shamrock
From his own baby sister
An' a blessing to she gave
VERSE 5
O, take these to my brother, Ned
He's far across th sea
But don't forget to tell 'im, sir
That they were sent by me
VERSE 6
An' tell him since he went away
How bitter news, our lot
Th landlord came on winters day
An' drove us from our cot
VERSE 7
Our troubles are so many
An' friends so very few
An' Mother dear, so often
Would sigh for you
VERSE 8
O, darling son, come back to me
These words so of't she'd cry
Till at last one day, she sickened
An' soon was laid away
VERSE 9
Her grave is watered with my tears
That is where these flowers grew
But brother Ned, there all I had
So, these I'll send to you
VERSE 10
Three leaves of Shamrocks
An Irish isle in Shamrock
From his own baby sister
An' a blessing to, she gave
VERSE 11
O, take these to my brother
For I have no other
But don't forget to tell him, sir
That they were sent by me
Mrs. Robinson was keeping her small grandson and he had a hold of the mike and we missed the first lines.