Intro: D-A-D-D
When (D)first I left Killarney’s lakes to (G)venture o’er the (D)sea
My (Em)poor old father (Bm)shook my
hand and (Em)sadly said to (A)me
"You’re are (D)leaving us tomorrow and I’m (G)going to miss you, Pat
And
(D)all I got to give you is my (Em)auld Kil(A)larney (D)hat"
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Sure it's as (D)green as Killarney and as (G)deep as Galway (D)Bay.
It's as (Em)elegant and (Bm)graceful
as a (Em)carpet of new-mown (A)hay.
It's been (D)kicked and hacked and walked on, but it's (G)divil the worse for that.
It's
my (D)crowning touch of elegance, my (Em)auld Kil(A)larney (D)hat. -D-A-D-D
I (D)prospered in America, and (G)soon I made my (D)pile.
One (Em)day up to the (Bm)White House I (Em)wandered all
in (A)style.
The (D)President said, " 'T’would make you think of (G)quitting to mend his hat.
You'll (D)always
know Pat Reilley by his (Em)auld Kil(A)larney (D)hat"
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Last (D)march I led the big parade on (G)great Saint Patrick’s (D)Day
Lord (Em)save us how the (Bm)people
cheered and (Em)how the bands did (A)play
But (D) the sights that took their breath away and (G)nearly knocked
him flat
T’was the (D)bunch of Shamrock shining in my (Em)auld Kil(A)larney (D)hat
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And (D)now I’m going back again a(G)cross the ocean (D)wide
To (Em)see once more the (Bm)dear old place I (Em)left
when but a (A)child
My (D)hair has greyed a little bit, I’ve (G)grown a trifle fat
But they’ll (D)know me
when they see me by my (Em)auld Kil(A)larney (D)hat
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