IRISH BALLADS

COUNTY KERRY, IRELAND BALLADS

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 the beautiful vale of Tralee.

She was lovely and fair as the last rose in the summer,
Yet t’was not her beauty alone that won me,
Oh no, ‘twas the truth in her eye every dawning,
That made me love Mary, the rose of Tralee.

The cool shades of eve’ning their mantle was spreading,
And Mary, all smiling, and list’ning to me,
The moon thro’ the valley her pale rays was shedding,
When I won the heart of the rose of Tralee.

She was lovely and fair etc.

See also The Widow McCarty - Mary of Tralee - Kerry Dance

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