An Irish song from the 1800s.
Words by F. Mordaunt Spencer.
Composed by Charles William Glover.
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pit-Payne:
Lyrics
- The pale moon was rising above the green mountain
The sun was declining beneath the blue sea
When I stray’d with my 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 me
Oh, no! ’twas the truth in her eye ever dawning
That made me love Mary, the Rose of Tralee - The cool shades of ev’ning their mantle were spreading
And Mary all smiling was list’ning to me
The moon thro’ the valley her pale rays was shedding
When I won the heart of the Rose of Tralee
Though lovely and fair as the rose of the summer
Yet ’twas not her beauty alone that won me
Oh, no! ’twas the truth in her eye ever dawning
That made me love Mary, the Rose of Tralee
Sung here by Fred Feild: