There's no but care on every hand
In every hour that passes oh
That signifies the life of man
And twere not for the lassies oh
The sweetest hours that e're I spent
Were spent among the lassies oh
The wordly race may riches chase
And riches still may fly them oh
And when at last they catch them fast
Their hearts can ne'er enjoy them oh
The sweetest hours that e're I spent
Were spent among the lassies oh
Give me a quiet hour at e'en
My arms around my dearie oh
And warly cares and warly men
May a gae topsy-turvy oh
The sweetest hours that e're I spent
Were spent among the lassies oh
For you so grave you sneer at this
You're no but senseless asses oh
The wisest man the world e'er saw
Dearly loved the lassies oh
The sweetest hours that e're I spent
Were spent among the lassies oh
- :
- Threads Of Time
- Woman of the House
- Celtic Woman 3
- Songs From the Heart: A Collection of Irish Ballads
- One and All: The Best of Cherish the Ladies
- At Home
- New Day Dawning
- Out and About
- Joyful Noise: Celtic Favorites From Green Linnet
- Celtic Legends of Scotland and Ireland
- For Love of Erin: Songs of My Irish Homeland
- The Very Best of Celtic
- The Best Celtic Collection Ever
- The Celtic Album of the Century
- On Christmas Night
- There Was a Lady: The Voice of Celtic Women
- The Jug of Punch: Raising a Glass to Celtic Music
- Celtic Visions
- Live!
- Celtic Myths: Ballads and Songs of Scotland and Ireland