Killeagh

From the woods of Glenbower to the river Dissour
From the arms of my mother to the land ever pure
All I have to remember, is the pride that I felt
'Round the Páirc Uí Chinnéide where the boys never knelt

They'd go raring and tearing and fighting for love
For the land they call Killeagh and the Lord up above

Killeagh la
La la la la
La la la la la
For the green and the white I adore
For the parish to last evermore

'95 came promotion, high up on the wind
And no one up to senior, what a beautiful thing
In the darkest of hours, in the depths of despair
Let the Killeagh boys roar far to rattle the air

They'd go raring and tearing and fighting for love
For the land they call Killeagh and the Lord up above

Killeagh la
La la la la
La la la la la
For the green and the white I adore
For the parish to last evermore

Killeagh la
La la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la

Killeagh la
La la la la
La la la la la
For the green and the white I adore
For the parish to last evermore

When my time's at an ending
When my days are no more
Bury me with my hurley by the river Dissour