Rose of Aranmore

Rose of Aranmore - Al Logan

My thoughts today though I'm far away

Dwell on Tyrconnell's shore

The salt sea air and the colleens fair

Of lovely green Gweedore

There's a flower there

Beyond compare

I'll treasure evermore

That grand colleen

In her gown of green

She's the Rose of Aranmore

I've travelled far neath the northern star

Since the day we saying goodbye

And seen many maids in the golden glades

Beneath a tropic sky

There's a vision in my reverie

I always will adore

It's that grand colleen in her gown of green

She's the Rose of Aranmore

But soon I will return again

To the glances I loved so well

Where many an Irish lad and lass

Their tales of love do tell

The silvery dunes and blue lagoons

Along the Rosses shore

And that grand colleen in her gown of green

She's the Rose of Aranmore