The lark in the clear air : to my sister margaret

Dear thoughts are in my mind
And my soul soars enchanted
As I hear the sweet lark sing
In the clear air of the day
For a tender beaming smile
To my hope has been granted
And tomorrow she shall hear
All my fond heart would say
I should tell her all my love
All my soul's adoration
And I think she will hear me
And will not say me nay
It is this that gives my soul
All it's joyous elation
As I hear the sweet lark sing
In the clear air of the day

• Annie Laurie
• Barbara Allan
• Believe Me if All Those Endearing Young Charms
• Bluebells of Scotland
• Flow Gently Sweet Afton
• Galway Bay
• Kathleen
• My Ain Folk
• My Bonnie
• One Small Star
• Postcard from Paris
• Scotland for Ever
• Sweet Sister Mary
• The Cliffs of Dooneen
• The Fields of Athenry
• The Harp That Once
• The Lark in The Clear Air
• The Spanish Lady
• The Spinningwheel
• When I Grow Too Old to Dream
• Wild Mountain Thyme
• Winter Clothes