A popular song from 1916.
Words by William Jerome.
Music by Milton Ager.
Sheet music provided by Laurence Rubenstein:
Accompaniment by Halcyon Days Music:
Lyrics
- Can’t you hear poor Erin sadly calling you?
Erin, alone, calls to her own
And her grief I’m sharin’, you must share it too
Erin is calling you
Refrain
Come back to poor Erin, can’t you hear her a-calling
Far o’er the foam, calling you home
Break the chain she’s wearin’, it has saddened her for years
Come back and share her tears, she needs you
Erin’s tears have kept the Shannon flowing
Erin’s tears have kept the shamrock growing
You can hear a tear in ev’ry breeze that is blowing
Erin is calling you
2. Fair Killarney’s waters ebb and flow along
Fed by her tears all these long years
Erin’s sons and daughters must right ev’ry wrong
Erin, sweet land of song
Sung here by Fred Feild: