00:00A quick hop, skip and jump now down to my own part of the country, down to Kerry, and a
00:05song that's very popular down there, a song that was written by Denny Dyle, called The Hills of Kerry.
00:30I never will see you more. Oh, why did I leave my home, and why did I cross the sea,
00:43and leave the small birds singing around you, sweet Raleigh?
00:52The noble and the brave have departed from our shores. They're gone into a foreign land where the wild canyons
01:08grow.
01:08No more than see the shamra, that glance so dear to thee, or hear the small birds singing around you,
01:23sweet Raleigh?
01:24Oh, the palm trees wave on by, out beyond our fertile shores. At you, ye hills of Kerry, I never
01:38will see again.
01:43No more the sun will shine, on that blessed harvest morn. Or hear our reavers singing, in a golden field
01:58of corn.
01:59There's a balm for every woe, and a cure for every pain. But the happiness of my darling girl, I
02:12never will see again.
02:15O'er the palm trees wave on by, out beyond our fertile shores. At you, ye hills of Kerry, I
02:29never will see again.
02:31O'er the palm trees wave on by, out beyond our fertile shores. At you, ye hills of Kerry, I
02:45never will see again.
