Song Book

I never set out chasing fortune,Never planned some grand design.I simply took the work that found me,One front door at […]

Verse 1Tiny shoes.Tiny hands.You held my finger.I made my plans. One small smile.One bright day.You stole my heart.It stayed. ChorusFly…Fly,

Verse 1 My mother Betty had a knife,With a handle made of bone.She’d reach for it to start each meal,As

Verse One School bell fading on the breezeSatchels dropped beneath the treesButtons loose and untied laceSummer shining on each face

Verse 1 The night’s grown old around us The fire’s burning low There’s rain upon the window Like years we

Verse 1 I held you in my arms that dayYour tiny hand held mineYour mother smiled through happy tearsAs morning

3:17 A.M. Verse 1 The wind is moving softlyPast the houses down the laneA single lamp is glowingThrough a bedroom

Verse 1 The lighthouse keeper sailed awayWhen tides were running freeTo tend the lamp upon the rockBeyond the open sea

Verse 1 The ambulance came after darkWith blue lights in the rainI never thought that ordinary nightWould change my life

Verse 1 The baker lit his ovensLong before the break of dayWhile half the town lay sleepingAnd the stars still

Verse 1 The village lights were fadingAs the morning gathered coldA line of weary shadowsWalking where their fathers strolled Boots

Verse 1 Two men stood beside a riverWhere the water hurried byOne said, “Build it now, don’t linger”One looked slowly

WONDERVerse 1 Morning light Through curtains Birdsong calling Softly now Stillness breaks Life awakens Outside my door Again today Verse

Can Anybody Hear MeVerse 1 Midnight on the hillsideThe city far belowJust an old man and a radioWhere the cold

If Anybody Hears Us Verse 1 There’s a light on in the corner houseThough the hour’s getting lateSomeone’s sitting at

THE WATCHMAKER OF CORK Verse 1 The watchmaker of CorkCould hear what others couldn’t hearA balance wheel a fraction fastWould

THE BENCH BY THE HARBOUR Verse 1 That old bench. Still there. Paint peeling. Salt air. Fishing boats. Coming home.

Title -THE ACCORDION IN THE ATTIC Verse 1 I was helping clear the atticOn a rainy afternoonBoxes filled with faded

MAGGIE AT THE POST OFFICEVerse 1 The bell above the doorway rangFrom morning until threeAnd half of Ballymore called inFor

TITLE – THE LAST BUS TO BALLYMORE Verse 1 Every Friday after marketJust before the evening rushI’d leave the town

I Married An English Rose Verse 1 I was thirty-three that summerSettled in my waysWorking through the weekdaysAnd drifting through

I’ve walked through factory morningsAnd rain on quiet roadsCarried tools in freezing wintersCarried worries no one knows I’ve stood in

Title: Mark on the Wall Verse 1Just a boy, only nine years oldFour foot tall, reaching, boldDad went fishing, said,

Title – Tommy DoyleVerse 1 Now Tommy Doyle loved singingFrom the day that he was bornHe’d sing at wakes and

Title – Paddy O’FlynnVerse 1 Now Paddy O’Flynn was a builderWorking hard one summer’s dayBuilding a small front garden wallJust

Title – Old Malachy Byrne Verse 1 Old Malachy Byrne worked fishing boatsFor most of his long lifeThe sea had

The HotelierVerse 1 It was a dark November nightMy brother and I drove onLooking for a bed to restBefore the

Verse 1When I touch you sweetheartMy heart begins to singAll my worries disappearI don’t worry about a thing When I

Verse 1If I could say hello againI’d have so much to sayThe words I never said to youThe words I

She Thought It Must Be Love Verse 1 Sixteen and the world was waitingEvery promise sounded trueEvery smile looked like

Title – Father Flynn’s Bicycle Verse 1 Now Father Flynn of County CorkWas loved by one and allHe christened babes

Verse 1 In a village down in County CorkWhere the river met the roadStood O’Reilly’s Forge since ninety-eightBeneath the winter

Verse 1 Old Tom and Kate had run the pubFor longer than most knewThey’d poured the pints, they’d heard the

Verse 1 Old Patrick rose at half-past sixHis head was full of painHe looked into the bathroom glassAnd swore off

Verse 1 Nora O’Sullivan lived in Dingle townBeside the western seaAnd though it’s many years agoShe’s who they came to

Paddy Flynn Verse 1 Old Paddy Flynn drove tourists roundThe Ring of Kerry roadsWith one hand loosely on the wheelAnd

The Irish Wake Verse 1 Old Mick O’Reilly loved his stoutNear forty years or moreYou’d find him planted every nightInside

Song title – Kissed by the Blarney Stone Verse 1 Old Shamus lived in BallymoreIn a cottage by the laneA

Irish Characters – Song Description Ireland has always been a land of unforgettable characters. The storyteller at the end of

She Thought It Must Be Love – Song Description Some people seem to find the right person early in life.

Rich In Moments is a reflective song about discovering what real wealth looks like after a lifetime has passed. The

Rich in Moments A Reflection on Family, Love, and the Things That Truly Matter Rich in Moments is a deeply

TON-UP BOYS An Anthem to Britain’s Café Racer Generation Ton-Up Boys is a high-energy tribute to the young motorcycle riders

Our Children is a heartfelt reflection on life, love, resilience, and the values that truly matter. Written from the perspective

The Story Behind One Summer Day When I was about two years old – an early day in Mike Forty’s

The opening lines immediately establish regret and longing: “The words I never said to youThe words I meant to say”

This song is about the memory of deep love after loss — not only the pain of losing someone, but

This song is about deep admiration, gratitude, and the quiet realisation that true love is one of life’s greatest gifts.

The Words They Forget is reflective, wounded, philosophical, and observant.It feels less like a pop lyric and more like a

This song is about a quiet, hidden love that finally becomes real.It captures the feeling of someone who spent a