Three score and ten.
Can I get there by candle-light?
There and back again.
Lavender green, Lavender blue.
If you love me, I will love you.
If wishes were horses, and beggars could ride,
I'd be a rich man, with you at my side.
And if if's and ands were pots and pans,
there'd be no work for a tinker man.
I'll skip over oceans, and I'll dance over seas.
All the birds in the world,
won't catch me.
Come out tonight, come out to play.
The moon it shines, as bright as day.
Oh leave your supper, and leave your sleep.
Come down and dance here in the street.
[from a celtic song by Clandestine]
A clear running steam, and a forest of pine.
A morning for dreams and an evening for wine.
[From a Sixmilebridge song.]