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