Killeagh
-artist Kingfisher
[Am] [G] [C] [F] [Am] [G] [F] [F] [F] [F]
From the [Am] woods of Glen [G] bower to the [C] river Dis[F]sour
Am G C F
From the arms of my mo-ther to the land ever pure
Am G C F Am G
All I have to remember, is the pride that I felt round the Páirc Uí Chinnéide
C F
Where the boys never knelt, they'd go
Chorus:
C Dm Em F
Raring and tearing and fighting for love
Am G C F
For the land they call Killeagh and the lord up above
C Dm
Killeagh la La la la la la
Em F
La la la la
Am
For the green and the [G] white I adore [F] [F]
Am G
For the parish to last evermore [F] [F] [F] [F]
Am G C F
Ninety five came promotion, high up on the wing
Am G C F
And no-one up to senior, what a beautiful thing
Am G C F
In the darkest of hours, in the depths of despair
Am G C F
Let the killeagh boys roar far to rattle the air, they'd go
Chorus:
C Dm Em F
Raring and tearing and fighting for love
Am G C F
For the land they call Killeagh and the lord up above
C Dm
Killeagh la La la la la la
Em F
La la la la
Am
For the green and the [G] white I adore [F]
Am G F
For the parish to last evermore
KILLEAGH
C Dm
la La la la la la
Em F
La la la la
C Dm
La la la la la la
Em F
La la la la
KILLEAGH
C Dm
la La la la la la
Em F
La la la la
Am
For the green and the [G] white I adore [F]
Am G F
For the parish to last evermore
When my [Am]time's at an [G]ending
When my [C]days are no [F]more
Bury me [C]with my [G]hurley by the [C]river Dis[C]sour