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Kilkelly Ireland Song Lyrics Guitar Chords And Sheet Music, written by Peter Jones, the singer is the great Jim Brannigan. [ Irish Folk Lyrics ]

[Em]Kilkelly, Ire[G]land, 18 and[D] 60, my dear and [Em]loving son John
Your good friend the schoolmaster[G] Pat McNa[D]mara's so good
as to[Em write these words down.
Your[G] brothers have[D] all gone to find work in England,
the[C] house is so[D] empty and[B] sad
The[Em] crop of pota[G]toes is sorely infected,
a[D] third to a half of[Em] them bad.
And[G] your sister[D] Brigid and Patrick O'Donnell
are[C] going to be[D] married in[B] June.
Your[Em] mother says[G] not to work on the railroad
and[D] be sure to come[Em] on home soon.

Kilkelly, Ireland, 18 and 70, dear and loving son John
Hello to your Mrs and to your 4 children,
may they grow healthy and strong.
Michael has got in a wee bit of trouble,
I guess that he never will learn.
Because of the dampness there's no turf to speak of
and now we have nothing to burn.
And Brigid is happy, you named a child for her
and now she's got six of her own.
You say you found work, but you don't say
what kind or when you will be coming home.

Kilkelly, Ireland, 18 and 80, dear Michael and John, my sons
I'm sorry to give you the very sad news
that your dear old mother has gone.
We buried her down at the church in Kilkelly,
your brothers and Brigid were there.
You don't have to worry, she died very quickly,
remember her in your prayers.
And it's so good to hear that Michael's returning,
with money he's sure to buy land
For the crop has been poor and the people
are selling at any price that they can.

Kilkelly, Ireland, 18 and 90, my dear and loving son John
I guess that I must be close on to eighty,
it's thirty years since you're gone.
Because of all of the money you send me,
I'm still living out on my own.
Michael has built himself a fine house
and Brigid's daughters have grown.
Thank you for sending your family picture,
they're lovely young women and men.
You say that you might even come for a visit,
what joy to see you again.

Kilkelly, Ireland, 18 and 92, my dear brother John
I'm sorry that I didn't write sooner to tell you that father passed on.
He was living with Brigid, she says he was cheerful
and healthy right down to the end.
Ah, you should have seen him play with
the grandchildren of Pat McNamara, your friend.
And we buried him alongside of mother,
down at the Kilkelly churchyard.
He was a strong and a feisty old man,
considering his life was so hard.
And it's funny the way he kept talking about you,
he called for you in the end.
Oh, why don't you think about coming to visit,
we'd all love to see you again.

Kilkelly Ireland
Kilkelly Ireland Sheet Music

This version is from the album, Bringing It All Back Home Disc 1 Track 6 The following singers are listed:  Mick Moloney, Jimmy Keane, RobbieO'Connell. Chords by Robert Gibson which uses a capo on the second fret.
[Dm]Kilkelly, Ireland, [F]18 and 60, my [C]dear and loving son [Dm]John
Your good friend the schoolmaster [F]Pat McNamara's so [C]good
as to write these words [Dm]down.
Your [F]brothers have all gone to [C]find work in England,
the[Bb] house is so empty and [A7]sad
The[Dm] crop of potatoes is [F]sorely infected,
a [C]third to a half of them [Dm]bad.
And [F]your sister Brigid and [C]Patrick O'Donnell
are [Bb]going to be married in[A7] June.
Your [Dm] mother says not to [F]work on the railroad
and [C]be sure to come on home [Dm]soon.

Kilkelly, Ireland, [F]18 and 70, my [C]dear and loving son [Dm]John
Hello to your Mrs and [F]to your 4 children, 
may they [C]grow healthy and [Dm]strong.
[F]Michael has got in a [C]wee bit of trouble,
I [Bb]guess that he never will [A7]learn.
Be[Dm]cause of the dampness there's [F]no turf to speak of
and [C]now we have nothing to [Dm]burn.
And [F]Brigid is happy, you [C]named a child for her
and [Bb]now she's got six of her [A7]own.
You [Dm]say you found work, but you [F]don't say what kind 
Or [C]when you will be coming [Dm]home.

Kilkelly, Ireland, [F]18 and 80, dear [C]Michael and John, my [Dm]sons
I'm sorry to give you the [F]very sad [C]news
that your dear old mother has [Dm]gone.
We [F]buried her down at the [C]church in Kilkelly,
your [Bb]brothers and Brigid were [A7]there.
You [Dm]don't have to worry, she [F]died very quickly,
[C]remember her in your [Dm]prayers.
And it's [F]so good to hear that [C]Michael's returning,
with[Bb] money he's sure to buy [A7]land
For [Dm]the crop has been poor and the [F]people are selling 
at [C]any price that they [Dm]can.

Kilkelly, Ireland, [F]18 and 90, my [C]dear and loving son [Dm]John
I guess that I must be [F]close on to eighty,
it's [C]thirty years since you're [Dm]gone.
Be[F]cause of all of the [C]money you sent me,
I'm [Bb]still living out on my [A7]own.
[Dm]Michael has built him[F]self a fine house
and [C]Brigid's daughters have [Dm]grown.
[F]Thank you for sending [C]your family picture,
they're [Bb]lovely young women and [A7]men.
You [Dm]say that you might even [F]come for a visit,
what [C]joy to see you a[Dm]gain.

Kilkelly, Ireland, [F]18 and 92, [C]to my dear brother[Dm] John
I'm sorry I didn't write [F]sooner to tell you 
[C]that father passed [Dm]on.
He [F]was living with Brigid, she [C]said he was cheerful
and [Bb]healthy right down to the [A7]end.
Ah, [Dm]you should have seen him playing [F]with the grandchildren 
of [C]Pat McNamara, your [Dm]friend.
And [F]we buried him a[C]longside of mother,
down [Bb]at the Kilkelly church[A7]yard.
[Dm]He was a strong and a [F]feisty old man,
con[C]sidering his life was so [Dm]hard.
Andit's [F] funny the way he kept [C]talking about you,
he [Bb]called for you at the [A7]end.
Oh, [Dm]why don't you think about [F]coming to visit,
we'd [C]all love to see you a[Dm]gain.


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