The holly green, the ivy green
The prettiest picture you’ve ever seen
It’s Christmas in Killarney
With all of the folks at home
It’s nice, ya know, to kiss your beau
While cuddlin’ under the mistletoe
And Santa Clause, ya know of course
Is one of the boys from home
The door is always open
The neighbors pay you 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