Songtexte The Kerry Dance - John McCormack

Oh the days of the Kerry dancing
Oh the ring of the piper's tune
Oh for one of those hours of gladness
Gone, alas, like our youth, too soon

When the boys began to gather
In the glen of a summer night
And the Kerry piper's tuning
Made us long with wild delight
Oh to think of it, oh to dream of it
Fills my heart with tears

Oh the days of the Kerry dancing
Oh the ring of the piper's tune
Oh for one of those hours of gladness
Gone, alas, like our youth, too soon

Was there ever a sweeter colleen
In the dance than Eileen Moore?
Or a prouder lad than Paddy
As he boldly took to the floor?
Lads and lasses, to your places
Up the middle, and down again
Oh the merry-hearted laughter
Ringeth through the happy glen
Oh to think of it, oh to dream of it
Fills my heart with tears

Oh the days of the Kerry dancing
Oh the ring of the piper's tune
Oh for one of those hours of gladness
Gone, alas, like our youth, too soon

Time goes on, and the happy years are dead
And one by one the merry hearts are fled
Silent now is the wild and lonely glen
Where the bright glad lads will echo ne'er again
Only dreaming of days gone by
In my heart I hear
Loving voices of old companions
Stealing out of the past once more
And the sound of the dear old music
Soft and sweet as in days of yore

When the boys began to gather
In the glen of a summer night
And the Kerry piper's tuning
Made us long with wild delight
Oh to think of it, oh to dream of it
Fills my heart with tears

Oh the days of the Kerry dancing
Oh the ring of the piper's tune
Oh for one of those hours of gladness
Gone, alas, like our youth, too soon