Kelly The Boy From Killan Chords

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[Verse 1]
[D]Kilkelly,
[A]Ire[D]land, 1860, my dear and loving son John.
Your good friend schoolmaster Pat [G]MacNamara
is so [D]good as to [Bm]write these words down.

[Verse 2]
[D]Your brothers have all [A]got a fine work in England,
the [D]house is so empty and sad.
The crop of potatoes is sorely infected,
a third to a half of them bad.
And [Bm]your sis[D]ter Bridget and Patrick [A]O'
Donnell are going to [D]be married in June.
[G]Mother says not [D]to work on [G]the railroad and
be sure [A]to come on home soon.

[Verse 3]
[D]Kilkelly, Ireland,
1870, my dear and loving son John.
Hello to your Misses and [G]to your four children,
may they grow [D]healthy [A]and strong.
Michael [D]has got in a wee bit of trouble
I suppose that he never will learn.
Because [G]of the dampness [D]there's no turf [Bm]to
speak [D]of and now we [A]have [D]nothing to burn.
And Bridget is [G]happy, we [D]named a child [Bm]for her
[D]although she's got s[A]ix of h[D]er own.

[Verse 4]
You say you found work [G]but you don't say what kind
or when you will be coming [D]home.
Kilkelly, Ireland, 1880, dear Michael and John, my sons.

[Verse 5]
[G]I'm
sorry to give you the very sad news
[A]that your dear old mother has gone.
We [D]buried her down at [G]the church [D]in Kilkelly, your
brothers and Bridged [G]were there.
You don't [D]have to worry she [A]died very quickly,
remem[D]ber her in your prayers.

[Verse 6]
And it's so [D]good to hear [G]that [D]Michael's returning[Bm],
with money [D]he's sure to buy land
[A]for the crop

[Verse 7]
[D]has been poor and the[G] people are[D] selling
at any [Bm]price [D]that [A]they can[D] .[G]

[Verse 8]
Kilkelly, Ireland, 1890, my dear and [D]lov
ing son John.
I suppose that I must be [G]close on eighty, it's
thirty years since you're [A]gone.
Because of [D]all of [G]the money you send
me I'm [D]still living out on my own
Michael [G]has built him[D]self a [A]fine house and Brid
[D]get's daughters have grown.
Thank you for sending your family- picture,
[G]they're [D]lovely you[Bm]ng women and men

[Verse 9]
You say [D]that you might even come [A]for a visit,
[D]what joy to see you again.
Kilkelly, Ireland, 1892, my dear brother John.

[Verse 10]
I'm [D]sorry
I didn't write sooner
[G]to tell you, but [D]father passed on.
He [G]was living with Bridged, she says [D]he was cheerful
and healthy right down [A]to the end.
You should have seen him [D]playing [G]with the grandchildren of [D]Pat MacNamara,
your friend.
And we buried him along[G]side of mother,
down at [A]the Kilkelly churchyard
he was a strong [D]and a feisty old man [G]con
sidering his life was so [D]hard.
And it's funny the [Bm]way he kept talking about you,

[Verse 11]
[Bm]
he called for [D]you at the end
oh [A]why don't you think [D]about coming to visit,
we'd all love to see you again