From the woods of Glenbower to the river DissourFrom the arms of my mother to the land ever pureAll 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 loveFor the land they call Killeagh and the Lord up above
Killeagh laLa la la laLa la la la laFor the green and the white I adoreFor the parish to last evermore
'95 came promotion, high up on the windAnd no one up to senior, what a beautiful thingIn the darkest of hours, in the depths of despairLet the Killeagh boys roar far to rattle the air
They'd go raring and tearing and fighting for loveFor the land they call Killeagh and the Lord up above
Killeagh laLa la la laLa la la la laFor the green and the white I adoreFor the parish to last evermore
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Killeagh laLa la la laLa la la la laFor the green and the white I adoreFor the parish to last evermore
When my time's at an endingWhen my days are no moreBury me with my hurley by the river Dissour