My father left me an acre of land
Ivy, sing ivy
Between salt water and salt sea sand
And a bunch of green holly and ivy
I plowed it all under with an old rams horn
I sowed it all over with nettles and corn
I scythed it well with the brim of my hat
I carted it to mill with a team of great rats
I stored it well in the wee pigs sty
With all these riches, what'll I buy?
1 | Three Men Went A-Hunting |
2 | Drive The Cold Winter Away |
3 | Brian OLinn |
4 | Rab's Last Wollen Testament |
5 | Blow Blow Thou Winters Wynd |