How Can You Buy k**arny / An Irish Lullaby This little song I use to sing to my lad whose in the crowd tonight I'm going to embarra** him now when he was only a baby he is now 20 yrs old An American landed on Erin's green isle He gazed on k**arny with a rapturous smile How can I buy it he said to the guy I'll tell you how with a smile he replied How can you buy all the stars in the sky How can you buy two Blue Irish eyes When you can purchase a fine mothers heart Then you can buy k**arny Nature restore on her guilt's with a smile Me and Rose the shamrock and the barley When you can buy all those wonderful things Then you can buy k**arny Over in k**arny, Many years ago, there's a song my mother sang to me in a voice so sweet and low. Just a simple Irish ditty, in her sweet ould fashion way, and I'd give the world if I could hear that song of hers today. Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, Too-ra-loo-ra-li, Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, Hush, now don't you cry! Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, Too-ra-loo-ra-li, Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, That's an Irish lullaby.