~THE ROSE OF TRALEE~
The Rose of Tralee
The pale moon was rising
above the green mountain
The sun was declining
beneath the blue sea
When I strayed with my love
to the pure crystal fountain
That stands in beautiful
vale of Tralee.
She was lovely and fair
as the rose of the summer
Yet, 'twas not her beauty
alone that won me
Oh no! 'Twas the truth
in her eye ever beaming
That made me love Mary,
the Rose of Tralee.
The cool shades of evening
their mantle were spreading
And Mary all smiling
was listening to me
The moon through the valley
her pale rays was shedding
When I won the heart
of the Rose of Tralee.
Though lovely and fair
as the rose of the summer
Yet, 'twas not her beauty
alone that won me
Oh no! 'Twas the truth
in her eye ever beaming
That made me love Mary,
the Rose of Tralee.
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