"Why A Duck?" @ marx-brothers.org
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.
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
©1995-2006, Frank M. Bland
The pages under www.marx-brothers.org/whyaduck were originally created by Frank Bland for his site www.whyaduck.com. Frank did kindly give me permission to use the contents of his site.
If you find text referring to "I" or "me" on pages under www.marx-brothers.org/whyaduck, this will usually refer to Frank.