Miss Sunshine of the Kerry Glen

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Miss Sunshine

CreativeGravity

Irish Folk Song, 120 BPM, Upbeat, energetic, Joyful, emotional, cheeky female vocals with Irish accent

**Intro**

**Verse 1**  
Oh, the dawn breaks soft o’er Wicklow town,  
Where Miss Sunshine walks with her head cast down,  
Though her laugh rings bright as the blackbird’s tune,  
There’s a tear in her heart by the light of the moon.  
She’ll dance you a jig, spin tales with a grin,  
But the nights grow long when the pubs grow thin.

**Chorus**  
*Ah, Miss Sunshine, your smile’s a disguise,*  
*For the stars hear your sighs where the cold river cries.*  
*You pour out your warmth like the summer’s first ray,*  
*Yet your heart’s a lone sailor, lost far from the bay.*

**Verse 2**  
They say long ago, love sailed from the shore,  
A bold sailor lad she’ll see nevermore.  
Now she tends the roses by O’Connor’s door,  
But their thorns whisper secrets of days gone before.  
“*Here’s a song for the lost!*” she’ll cheer with her ale,  
While her memories drift like a ghost through the gale.

**Bridge**  
Oh, the locals all swear when the harvest moon glows,  
She hums to the waves where the wild Shannon flows.  
“*Raise a glass to the lonely,*” she’ll softly implore,  
“*For the love that once anchored now breaks on the shore.*”

**Verse 3**  
When winter winds wail through the old ash tree,  
She’ll knit by the fire, humming sweet reveille.  
Her hands trace the lines of a long-faded kiss,  
In the ember’s faint glow, it’s his face that she misses.  
But the children all sing, “*Sure, she’s spring in a shawl!*”  
Never knowing her shadows, nor the cracks in her wall.

**Outro**  
And when time claims her name, still the old folks will say,  
“*There’s a light in the mist where she wanders each day—*  
*A flame for the forsaken, a friend to the blue,*  
*Miss Sunshine’s still smiling… and waiting for you.*

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**Intro** **Verse 1** Oh, the dawn breaks soft o’er Wicklow town, Where Miss Sunshine walks with her head cast down, Though her laugh rings bright as the blackbird’s tune, There’s a tear in her heart by the light of the moon. She’ll dance you a jig, spin tales with a grin, But the nights grow long when the pubs grow thin. **Chorus** *Ah, Miss Sunshine, your smile’s a disguise,* *For the stars hear your sighs where the cold river cries.* *You pour out your warmth like the summer’s first ray,* *Yet your heart’s a lone sailor, lost far from the bay.* **Verse 2** They say long ago, love sailed from the shore, A bold sailor lad she’ll see nevermore. Now she tends the roses by O’Connor’s door, But their thorns whisper secrets of days gone before. “*Here’s a song for the lost!*” she’ll cheer with her ale, While her memories drift like a ghost through the gale. **Chorus** *Ah, Miss Sunshine, your smile’s a disguise,* *For the stars hear your sighs where the cold river cries.* *You pour out your warmth like the summer’s first ray,* *Yet your heart’s a lone sailor, lost far from the bay.* **Bridge** Oh, the locals all swear when the harvest moon glows, She hums to the waves where the wild Shannon flows. “*Raise a glass to the lonely,*” she’ll softly implore, “*For the love that once anchored now breaks on the shore.*” **Verse 3** When winter winds wail through the old ash tree, She’ll knit by the fire, humming sweet reveille. Her hands trace the lines of a long-faded kiss, In the ember’s faint glow, it’s his face that she misses. But the children all sing, “*Sure, she’s spring in a shawl!*” Never knowing her shadows, nor the cracks in her wall. **Chorus** *Ah, Miss Sunshine, your smile’s a disguise,* *For the stars hear your sighs where the cold river cries.* *You pour out your warmth like the summer’s first ray,* *Yet your heart’s a lone sailor, lost far from the bay.* **Outro** And when time claims her name, still the old folks will say, “*There’s a light in the mist where she wanders each day—* *A flame for the forsaken, a friend to the blue,* *Miss Sunshine’s still smiling… and waiting for you.*

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