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THis is an old irish song written by Peter Jones. It was based on letters that were found. THese letters were from a father in ireland to his son in the usa. The letters were found and this sad song was written. THe was it is played it can be strummed or fingerpicked (which sounds better) and variations to the words and the tune usualy go well. So here it is. Kilkelly Ireland By Peter Jones Tabbed by Polly Monster [Intro] Am 2 times F two times G two times Am two times (repeat once) [Verse 1]
AmKilkelly, Ireland, 1F8 and 60, my deGar and loving son JAmohn AmYour good friend the schoolmaster PFat McNamara's so Ggood As to write these words dAmown. Your broCthers have all gone to fGind work in England, The hoFuse is so empty and sEmad The cAmrop of potatoes is sorFely infected, A thGird to a half of them bAmad. And yoCur sister Brigid and PGatrick O'Donnell Are goFing to be married in JEmune. Your moAmther says not to woFrk on the railroad And bGe sure to come on home soAmon.
[Verse 2]
AmKilkelly, Ireland, 1F8 and 70, dear Gand loving son JohnAm AmHello to your Mrs and to your 4 chiFldren, G May they grow healthy andAm strong. Michael Chas got in a wee bit of Gtrouble, I guesFs that he never will Emlearn. BecauAmse of the dampness theFre's no turf to speak of And Gnow we have nothing to Amburn. And BrCigid is happy, you namGed a child for her And noFw she's got six of herEm own. You sayAm you found work, buFt you don't say What Gkind or when you will be Amcoming home.
[Verse 3]
AmKilkelly, Ireland, 1F8 and 80, dear GMichael and John, mAmy sons AmI'm sorry to give you the very sad Fnews G That your dear old motherAm has gone. We burieCd her down at the churchG in Kilkelly, Your bFrothers and Brigid weEmre there. You dAmon't have to worry, shFe died very quickly, RemeGmber her in your prayerAms. And itC's so good to hear thaGt Michael's returning, With mFoney he's sure to buy Emland For theAm crop has been poorF and the people Are sGelling at any price that Amthey can.
[Verse 4]
AmKilkelly, Ireland, 1F8 and 90, my deGar and loving son JAmohn AmI guess that I must be close on to Feighty, G It's thirty years since yAmou're gone. Because Cof all of the money you Gsend me, I'm stFill living out on my Emown. MichaAmel has built himself aF fine house And GBrigid's daughters haveAm grown. Thank Cyou for sending your fGamily picture, They'rFe lovely young women aEmnd men. You sayAm that you might eveFn come for a visit, What Gjoy to see you again. Am
(this part sounds good with or without the guitar but it does slow down and it becomes very slow at the end) [Verse 5]
AmKilkelly, Ireland, 1F8 and 92, my deGar brother John Am AmI'm sorry that I didn't write sooneFr G to tell you that father pAmassed on. He was lCiving with Brigid, she sGays he was cheerful And heFalthy right down to tEmhe end. Ah, yAmou should have seen hiFm play with The Ggrandchildren of Pat McAmNamara, your friend. And weC buried him alongside Gof mother, Down aFt the Kilkelly churchyEmard. He was Ama strong and a feisFty old man, ConsGidering his life was soAm hard. And itC's funny the way he keGpt talking about you, He calFled for you in the endEm. Oh, wAmhy don't you think aboFut coming to visit, We'dG all love to see you agAmain.