Wolfe Tones singing Boston Rose. 1989.
Tralee Kerry. Written by Liam Reilly.
Now the autumn leaves are falling and the tourists have all gone
and the children they have all gone back to school
and my life is as it was before, I work eight hours a day
but the company's still making all the rules
But there's a girl in Massachusettes, south of Boston town she said
and her lovely face is with me all the day
sure I met her down in old Tralee, golden hair upon her head
and I took her heart and she stole mine away
Goodbye my Boston beauty farewell my Boston Rose
I'll wait for you, I'll think of you, no threat to you I'll pose
goodbye my Boston Beauty, farewell my Boston Rose
I wish that you were here but I know, that's the way life goes
There's a song we sang all summer of the bars in Dublin town
I can hear it on the fac'try radio
and the feelings I remember, when I hear that simple tune
make me wonder if it really happens so
for we laughed and loved together 'till the summer days were gone
and she had to fly across the ocean wide
so goodbye my Boston beauty until we meet again
And I'll keep the fire burning deep inside
Goodbye my Boston beauty farewell my Boston Rose
I'll wait for you, I'll think of you, no threat to you I'll pose
goodbye my Boston Beauty, farewell my Boston Rose
I wish that you were here but I know, that's the way life goes
and some nights when I'm drinkin' and my friends have gathered 'round
well just for fun someone brings out your name
well I smile there with the rest of them but I can't hear a sound
I love you but to them it's all the same
and nights when I'm alone my love you come into my mind
and visions flash upon that in-ward eye
well I'll watch the moon there up above And I'll leave this earth behind
and I'll call to you as I go sailing by
Goodbye my Boston beauty farewell my Boston Rose
I'll wait for you, I'll think of you, no threat to you I'll pose
goodbye my Boston Beauty, farewell my Boston Rose
I wish that you were here but I know, that's the way life goes
I wish that you were here so farwell
my Boston Rose.