Kerry Long Ago

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