The Rose Of Tralee

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The pale moon was rising above the green mountains
The sun was declining beneath the blue sea
As 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 rose of the summer
Yet ‚twas not her beauty alone
That won me, oh no
‚Twas the truth in her eyes ever dawning
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 valleys her cool rays were shedding
As I won the heart of the Rose 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 eyes ever dawning
That made me love Mary
The Rose of Tralee

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