Steeleye Span (with Gay Woods) sang The Old Turf Fire in 1998 on their album Horkstow Grange. They credited Johnny Patterson (1840-1889) as the song's author.

THE OLD TURF FIRE
(Johnny Patterson)

Chorus:
Oh the old turf fire and the hearth swept clean,
There's no-one so contented as myself and Paddy Keane,
The baby in the cradle, you can hear its mammy say,
Ah, will you go to sleep, Alanna, while I wet your daddy's tea.

Now I've got a little house and land as neat as it can be,
You'll never see the likes of it this side of Lisnakea.
No piano in the corner and no pictures on the wall,
But I'm happy and contented in my little cottage hall.

Now the man that I work for, of noble blood is he,
But somethin' I'll be tellin' you we never can agree.
He has big towering mansions, he has castles great and tall.
But I wouldn't change the roof that crowns my own cottage hall.

Chorus

Round the old turf fire sit the old folk, bent with years,
As they watch us trippin' lightly they're smilin' thro' their tears.
So sadly they are dreaming of their youthful heart's desire –
In those dear old days so long ago around the old turf fire.