Today’s song reminds me of my dad and my granny. Dad was always the one to find our copy of White Christmas (I believe that, over the years, we had it on vinyl, cassette, and CD) and have it playing while we decorated the tree. Granny is proud of her Irish heritage and never lets us forget it.
CHRISTMAS IN KILLARNEY
The holly green, the ivy green
The prettiest picture you’ve ever seen
Is Christmas in Killarney
With all of the folks at home
It’s nice, you know, to kiss your beau
While cuddling under the mistletoe
And Santa Claus you know, of course
Is one of the boys from home
The door is always open
The neighbors pay a call
And Father John before he’s gone
Will bless the house and all
How grand it feels to click your heels
And join in the fun of the jigs and reels
I’m handing you no blarney
The likes you’ve never known
Is Christmas in Killarney
With all of the folks at home
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