  Oh, it ’s back to Killarney, the glow and the gleam of it, Back to Killarney for me; Back to Killarney, the vision and dream of it, Back to Killarney, my own countrie! Back to Killarney at sun or at shower-time, Back to Killarney for me; Back to Killarney at frost or at flower-time, Back to Killarney, my own countrie! Back to Killarney whose soil seems a part of me, Back to Killarney for me; Back to Killarney to soothe the sad heart of me, Back to Killarney, my own countrie! |
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