NAME THE TUNE (My Wild Irish Rose I played on sax in 6th grade band!)
"...The pale moon was rising above the green mountain, The sun was declining beneath the blue sea; When I strayed with my love to the pure crystal fountain, That stands in the beautiful Vale of Tralee. She was lovely and fair as the rose of the summer, Yet 'twas not her beauty alone that won me; Oh... Sign in to see full entry.