Oh, please come back to Ballinderry
You have my heart, oh, don′t you see?
You left me here, and here I'll be
Sitting under the ivy tree
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ah, gone
Oh, oh, ah, gone, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ah, gone
It′s pretty here in Ballinderry
The summer's come, the trees are green
Though pretty it was and pretty it is
It's not as sweet as your sweet kiss
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ah, gone
Oh, oh, ah, gone, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ah, gone
Writer(s): Bobby Scott Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
