AT the Lakes of Killarney Lived sweet Kitty Carney. It may be she's still living there. Oh, Kitty was witty, And Kitty was pretty. She drove the gossoons to despair. They came by paradin,' They came serenadin,' But divil a vow would she take. She kept them all flurried, But she never worried, Did Kitty who lived at the Lake. It was "Kitty come rowin' And let me be showin' How much I adore you, colleen. My heart's all for you, dear I'll ever be true, dear So long as the shamrock grows green. There's no girl in Killarney Like you, Kitty Carney; I would n't be givin' the likes o' you blarney. Don't tarry, but marry Your own lovin' Larry. Achushla, why are you so mean?" |