Words and Music: Kickham/Walton



Alone all alone by the wave-washed strand



And alone in a crowded hall



The hall it is gay and the waves they are grand



But but my heart is not here at all



It lies far away by night and by day



To the times and the joys that are gone



But I never will forget the sweet maiden I met



In the valley near Slievenamon







Oh it was not the grace of her queenly air



Nor her cheeks of roses glow



Nor her soft black eyes nor her flowing hair



Nor was it her lily white brow



'Twas the soul of truth and of melting ruth



And the smile like a summer's dawn



that stole my heart away one soft summer's day



In the valley near Slievenamon.







In the festive hall by the star watched shore Oh ever my restless spirit cries



My love oh my love will 1 ne'er see you more



And my land will you never uprise



By night and by day 1 ever ever pray



While lonely my life flows on



To see our flag unrolled



And my true love to enfold



In the valley near Slievenamon.