For Paw Paw


For PawPaw
By Mike Irick

Sons of Henry, Sons of Eire

No need for weary, never despair

Sons of Henry, Sons of Eire

In times of sorrow, there are times for prayer

Sons of Henry, Sons of Eire

When the stormy winds come blowin’
Tis’ my roots that keep me square

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