My dad was Irish and moved to London at 18 in 1968. He used to sing this song to me in the 80s as a lullaby. I’m not sure what that says about him or me. But I love listening to it and remembering him
My grandfather was Irish he was a big strong man and other big strong Irish men who were not afraid of hard work built-up London along with him after WW2..God Bless em all.
i had been in London for about six months .Was working in Colindale ,a hot summers day in the seventh floor ,a few window cleaners outside with a loud radio Tears came to my eyes ,this song came on .
