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- Unknown - Killarney, My Home Ov’r The Sea Lyrics
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- (Frederic Knight Logan, 1911)
- There's a place in Old Ireland that's dear to my heart,
- 'Tis the scene of my childhood so fair;
- From its hills and it's valleys, 'twas sadness to part,
- From the Lakes of Killarney,
- With beauty so rare.
- Tho' a stranger, alone o'er this wide world I stray,
- And thy lakes and thy mountains no longer I see.
- Still the bloom of that valley in mem'ry shall stay,
- For Erin, Mavourneen, my heart beats for thee.
- Sure there ne'er was a land where the grass grew so green,
- Nor a place where the sky was more fair;
- With the rocks and the rills one harmonious scene,
- By the Lakes of Killarney,
- With beauty so rare.
- I remember the colleens and lads who were there,
- As they danced in the glen on a bright summer's night,
- To the pipers glad tune as it rang on the air,
- Oh to think of that scene, fills my heart with delight.
- And I long for dear Ireland, Green Isle of the West,
- Where the shamrock and flow'rs bloom'd for me.
- There the Angels of Peace fold their bright wings and rest
- By the Lakes of Killarney, my home o'er the sea.
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