文本歌词

Rose of Tralee - Joni James
The pale moon was rising
Above the green mountain
The sun was declining
Beneath the blue sea
When he strayed with his love
To the pure crystal fountain
That stands in the beautiful
Vale of Tralee
She was lovely and fair
As the rose of the summer
Yet 'twas not her beauty
Alone that won he
Oh no 'Twas the truth
In her eye ever beaming
That made he love Mary
The Rose of Tralee
Though lovely and fair
As the rose of the summer
Yet 'twas not her beauty
Alone that won he
Oh no 'Twas the truth
In her eye ever beaming
That made he love Mary
The Rose of Tralee