Somewhere in Ireland, over the sea, A sweet little colleen is waiting for me. When I went away I said it won't be long, Sure all day it's me who keeps singing this song;
Pretty Kitty Kelly, She's the only girl for me. Pretty Kitty Kelly, She is all my eyes can see! For there's not a colleen sweeter In the land where shamrock grows, Than my pretty Kitty Kelly, She's my wild Irish rose!
I wrote a letter to Kitty, my own, And told her that I'd soon be starting for home.
I know when she reads it, will sure make her smile, For faith, and I can't help but sing all the while;
Pretty Kitty Kelly, She's the only girl for me. Pretty Kitty Kelly, She is all my eyes can see! For there's not a colleen sweeter In the land where shamrock grows, Than my pretty Kitty Kelly, She's my wild Irish rose!
For there's not a colleen sweeter In the land where shamrock grows, Than my pretty Kitty Kelly, She's my wild Irish rose!