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