I discovered this song with 3 elders in my dormitory of the Cork University Hospital where I was in 2003... I was feeling sad and far from home so the 3 elders in front of my, my 3 chamber comrades, they start singing irish songs to me ! Very good souvenir !
Lyrics: I have sought to discover a haven of rest Where the sun sinks by night in the land of the West I have dwelt with the red man in green forest bowers O'er the wild rolling prairie bespangled with flowers I have hived to the north, where the hardy pine grows 'Mid the wolf and the bear, and the bleak winter snows I have roamed through all climates, but none could I see Like the green hills of Cork and my home by the Lee Chorus Beautiful city, charming and pretty Beautiful city, my home by the Lee I have slumbered in palm groves by clear running streams And the wild groves of Blarney come haunting my dreams I have listened to bells on the soft summer wind But the sweet bells of Shandon were dear to my mind I have mixed in gay dances my sorrows to hide But there's none like the maiden that's now by my side There is nought in the land of the slave or the free Like the green hills of Cork and my home by the Lee Chorus The bold feudal castles look down on the Rhine That flows through the land of the olive and vine There is freedom and health in the fresh mountain breeze That careers round the home of the brave Tyrolese There is beauty and love in all spots of the earth To the heart that can call it the land of its birth But of all the fair countries, the dearest to me Are the green hills of Cork and my home by the Lee Chorus
