is the hourWhen we must say goodbyeSoon you'll be sailingFar

you've gone and left me cryingAfter you've gone, there's no

A clouded moon creeps across the clouded skyWinds of January sigh

In a town on the sea, by the castle DooneeThe fairest

If you ever go across the sea to IrelandThen maybe at

be home for ChristmasYou can plan on mePlease have snow

Not so far from hereThere's a very lively atmosphereEverybody's going there

Every day, along about eveningWhen the sunlight's beginning to paleI ride

Angels of mercy, there's so much to doThe heavens are gray

Down in old Kentucky where horseshoes are luckyThere's a village smithy

The sheik of Arabia, he wrote a note to meHe said

If I loved youTime and again I would try to sayAll

I'm thru with loveI'll never fall againSaid I do to loveDon't

It's somebody else's moon above, not mineIt's somebody else's night for

Here I go againI hear those trumpets blow againAll aglow againTaking

You came a long way from St. LouisYou climbed the ladder

Supposing you need a vacationBrazil is the place you should beSo

Fairy tales can come true, it can happen to youIf you're

tell me what you've got to say to meI've

At words poetic, I'm so patheticThat I always have found it