Uploaded June 2020 | Updated September 2026, 2 hours ago

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Briggs Nursery was kind enough to let me move around all of their pots after a rainstorm and videotape. 1993. The original music video has just been upgraded from the original 1993 videotape. The song was one my mother sang to me when I was a child. Mary, the Rose of Tralee. I can still hear her voice and see her walking through the park as she sang.

Lyrics:

The pale moon was rising
Above the green mountain;
The sun was declining
Beneath the blue sea
When i strayed 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 the 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 evening
Their mantle was spreading,
And Mary, all smiling,
Was listening to me,
The moon through 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