The Hills Of Kerry


The Palm trees wave on high along the fertile shore
Adieu the Hills of Kerry I never will see no more
Oh why did I leave my home, oh why did I cross the sea
And leave the small birds singing around you sweet Tralee

The noble and the brave have departed from our shore
They've gone off to a foreign land where the wild canyons roar
No more they'll see the shamrock, the plant so dear to me
Or hear the small birds singing around sweet Tralee

The Palm trees wave on high along the fertile shore
Adieu the Hills of Kerry I never will see no more
Oh why did I leave my home, oh why did I cross the sea
And leave the small birds singing around you sweet Tralee

No more the sun will shine on that blessed harvest morn
Or hear our reaper singing in a golden field of corn
There's a band for every woe and a cure for every pain
But the happiness of my darling girl I will never see again

The Palm trees wave on high along the fertile shore
Adieu the Hills of Kerry I never will see no more
Oh why did I leave my home, oh why did I cross the sea
And leave the small birds singing around you sweet Tralee

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