VERSE 1:
From the [Fm] woods of Glen-[D#]-bower to the [G#] river Dis-[C#]-sour
From the [Fm] arms of my [D#] mother to the [G#] land ever [C#] pure
All I [Fm] have to re-[D#]-member, is the [G#] pride that I [C#] felt
'round the [Fm] Páirc Uí Chin-[D#]-néide, where the [G#] boys never [C#] knelt
CHORUS:
They'd go [G#] raring and [A#m] tearing and [Cm] fighting for [C#] love
For the [Fm] land they call [D#] Killeagh and the [G#] lord up a-[C#]-bove
Killeagh [G#] la la-la [A#m] la la-la [G#/C] la la-la [C#] la
For the [Fm] green and the [D#] white I a-[C#]-dore
For the [Fm] parish to [D#] last ever-[C#]-more [C#]
VERSE 2:
Ninety-[Fm] Five came pro-[D#]-motion, high [G#] up on the [C#] wing
And no-one [Fm] up to senior, [D#] what a [G#] beautiful [C#] thing
In the [Fm] darkest of [D#] hours, in the [G#] depths of de-[C#]-spair
Let the [Fm] killeagh boys [D#] roar far to [G#] rattle the [C#] air
BRIDGE:
Killeagh [G#] la la-la [A#m] la la-la [G#/C] la la-la [C#] la
la-la [G#] la la-la [A#m] la la-la [G#/C] la la-la [C#] la
Killeagh [G#] la la-la [A#m] la la-la [G#/C] la la-la [C#] la
For the [Fm] green and the [D#] white I a-[C#]-dore
For the [Fm] parish to [D#] last ever-[C#]-more
OUTRO:
When my [Fm] time's at an [D#] ending, when my [G#] days are no [C#] more
Bury [Fm] me with my [D#] hurley by the [G#] ri-[G#sus2]-ver [G#5 ] Dis-[G# open]-sour
