I have long loved the wistful melodic line of this but could never get behind it entirely, thanks-but-no-thanks to the cornball lyrics and cod Oirish accent it's usually sung in, which out of the context in Finian's Rainbow can grate, big time.
How terrific then to hear Sonny's take.
Stellar line-up too [Rollins (ts) Donald Byrd (t) Wynton Kelly (p) Gene Ramey (b) Max Roach (d)]
Sonny Rollins - 'How Are Things In Glocca Morra?' (1956)