The daughter of Rose of Tralee: O'Hara/Muirtagh


My heart is still far away in auld Erin
Why that should be you will very soon learn
So while I long for the green of my homeland
I'll sing this song till the day I return...

If her eyes are as blue as the lakes of Killarney
and as kindly as mother machree
then I'm telling you now
and it's not any blarney
she's The daughter of Rose of Tralee

For she's lovely and fair, like the rose they first sang of
though the reason is plain as can be
she inherits the charm of that sweet Irish lady
she's The daughter of Rose of Tralee

If her eyes are as blue as the lakes of Killarney
and as kindly as mother machree
then I'm telling you now
and it's not any blarney
she's The daughter of Rose of Tralee

For she's lovely and fair, like the rose they first sang of
and the reason is plain as can be
she inherits the charm of that sweet Irish lady
she's The daughter of Rose of Tralee