Kiss me Killarney darling, Don't let your heart grow sad,
Hark! to my comrades calling, Calling your soldier lad;
Just like a shamrock pining, Sweet with the morning dew,
So are the teardrops shining, Deep in your eyes of blue.

Chorus:
Farewell Killarney,
Smile through your tears.
Don't mind the blarney
I gave in the bygone years, Acushla!
Kiss me, Mavourneen,
Just for love's sweet sake!
Bye and bye we'll meet,
By Killarney's Lake!

Hark! to the bagpipes calling, Hark! to the tramp of feet,
Somebody's tears are falling, No-one for her to meet;
Hole up your head, Killarney, Smile, though your heart will ache,
Never a word of blarney, Softens the news they break.

Repeat Chorus twice

©1906, Edwards Music Pub. Co.

One of the early songs by Gus Edwards with a very young Julius Marx (Groucho) on the sheet cover.

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