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Kerry Long Ago - Connie Foley
Oh God be with you Kerry
Where in childhood I may merry
When I heard our fiddler tunning up
And rosining his bow
At the crossroads we were dancing
And our calling shyly glancing
Just like their dad and mother did
In Kerry long ago
In my dreams I see my Mary
With her heart so light and airy
Her golden tresses flying
On her cheeks that rosy glow
In my joy I heard her singing
With Bill Halpin's fiddle ringing
As he played the Stack of Barley
In old Kerry long ago
Then we'd stroll home in the moonlight
And our calling's waists we'd hug tight
Just save them from the pookings
In the raheen down below
We'd go home and pray God bless them
And our warmly cares all press them
The sweethearts of our boyhood days
In Kerry long ago
