The Hills of Kerry

Chorus: 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. Chorus: 2. 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. Chorus: