Oh, the days of the Kerry dancing,
Oh, the ring of the Piper's tune,
Oh, for one of those hours of gladness,
Gonna last like a youth too soon.
When the boys began to gather
In the glen of a summer's night,
An d the Kerry Piper's tune
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,
Gonna last I'm sure you too
Was there ever a sweeter Colleen,
In the dance of the Isley Moor,
Or a prouder lad than Paddy,
As he proudly took the floor?
When the boys began to gather
in the glen of a summer's 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 Pansy,
oh, the ring of the Piper's tune
Oh, for one of those hours of gladness,
for the last leg of youth is
