My maternal grandfather sang this song to my grandmother at a wedding they were attending together, not their own.
Song Song Girl. The lyrics start about halfway through the video.
He stood and sang it to her during the wedding, she was so proud of him she started crying.
A song he would sing when he was younger at his household to family was a song called “The Home I Left Behind”, his parents were immigrants from Ireland.
I was born on the hillside by yonder flowing stream.
And deeply pictured in my mind, fond memories, thoughts and dreams.
It oft-times nearly breaks my heart and gives me a troubled mind,
When I think of dear old Ireland and the home I left behind.
It was early next morning with a sad and broken heart.
I stood upon my father’s floor saying ’tis sad we both must part.
With my mother’s arms around my neck as the tears from her eyes did blind,
As I tore out from her arms in the home I left behind.
As I drove along through Ireland, till I came to Queenstown Bay.
It was there I saw a steamer, bound for Americay.
It was there I saw a steamer bound for a foreign clime,
And ’twas there I took a fond good look on the home I left behind.
And since I landed in New York strange faces I have known.
But there’s none so fair or dear to me as the ones I left at home.
And when I’m filled with shining gold and a girl to be my bride,
I’ll roll her in my arms in the home I left behind.
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