My Auld Killarney Hat Song Lyrics And Guitar Chords
Written by Leo Maguire.Sister Mary Getrude version is F major with the capo on the 3rd fret. [ chordpro format ] I have also provided the guitar chords in the key of G Major. Youtube video included. Songwriter and singer Leo Maguire wrote many Irish folk songs, among his most famous was The Whistling Gypsy Rover song .
Intro: D-A-D-D
When (D)first I left Killarney’s lakes to (G)venture o’er the (D)sea
My (Em)poor old father (Bm)shook my hand and (Em)sadly said to (A)me
"You’re are (D)leaving us tomorrow and I’m (G)going to miss you, Pat
And (D)all I got to give you is my (Em)auld Kil(A)larney (D)hat"
Chorus
Sure it's as (D)green as Killarney and as (G)deep as Galway (D)Bay.
It's as (Em)elegant and (Bm)graceful as a (Em)carpet of new-mown (A)hay.
It's been (D)kicked and hacked and walked on, but it's (G)divil the worse for that.
It's my (D)crowning touch of elegance, my (Em)auld Kil(A)larney (D)hat. -D-A-D-D
I (D)prospered in America, and (G)soon I made my (D)pile.
One (Em)day up to the (Bm)White House I (Em)wandered all in (A)style.
The (D)President said, " 'T’would make you think of (G)quitting to mend his hat.
You'll (D)always know Pat Reilley by his (Em)auld Kil(A)larney (D)hat"
Chorus
Last (D)march I led the big parade on (G)great Saint Patrick’s (D)Day
Lord (Em)save us how the (Bm)people cheered and (Em)how the bands did (A)play
But (D) the sights that took their breath away and (G)nearly knocked him flat
T’was the (D)bunch of Shamrock shining in my (Em)auld Kil(A)larney (D)hat
Chorus
And (D)now I’m going back again a(G)cross the ocean (D)wide
To (Em)see once more the (Bm)dear old place I (Em)left when but a (A)child
My (D)hair has greyed a little bit, I’ve (G)grown a trifle fat
But they’ll (D)know me when they see me by my (Em)auld Kil(A)larney (D)hat
Chorus
When (D)first I left Killarney’s lakes to (G)venture o’er the (D)sea
My (Em)poor old father (Bm)shook my hand and (Em)sadly said to (A)me
"You’re are (D)leaving us tomorrow and I’m (G)going to miss you, Pat
And (D)all I got to give you is my (Em)auld Kil(A)larney (D)hat"
Chorus
Sure it's as (D)green as Killarney and as (G)deep as Galway (D)Bay.
It's as (Em)elegant and (Bm)graceful as a (Em)carpet of new-mown (A)hay.
It's been (D)kicked and hacked and walked on, but it's (G)divil the worse for that.
It's my (D)crowning touch of elegance, my (Em)auld Kil(A)larney (D)hat. -D-A-D-D
I (D)prospered in America, and (G)soon I made my (D)pile.
One (Em)day up to the (Bm)White House I (Em)wandered all in (A)style.
The (D)President said, " 'T’would make you think of (G)quitting to mend his hat.
You'll (D)always know Pat Reilley by his (Em)auld Kil(A)larney (D)hat"
Chorus
Last (D)march I led the big parade on (G)great Saint Patrick’s (D)Day
Lord (Em)save us how the (Bm)people cheered and (Em)how the bands did (A)play
But (D) the sights that took their breath away and (G)nearly knocked him flat
T’was the (D)bunch of Shamrock shining in my (Em)auld Kil(A)larney (D)hat
Chorus
And (D)now I’m going back again a(G)cross the ocean (D)wide
To (Em)see once more the (Bm)dear old place I (Em)left when but a (A)child
My (D)hair has greyed a little bit, I’ve (G)grown a trifle fat
But they’ll (D)know me when they see me by my (Em)auld Kil(A)larney (D)hat
Chorus
Old Killarney Road Sign with Harp
Here are the lyrics / chords in the key of G
When (G)first I left Killarney’s lakes to (C)venture o’er the (G)sea
My (Am)poor old father (Em)shook my hand and (Am)sadly said to (D)me
"You’re are (G)leaving us tomorrow and I’m (C)going to miss you, Pat
And (G)all I got to give you is my (Am)auld Kil(D)larney (G)hat"
Chorus
Sure it's as (G)green as Killarney and as (C)deep as Galway (G)Bay.
It's as (Am)elegant and (Em)graceful as a (Am)carpet of new-mown (D)hay.
It's been (G)kicked and hacked and walked on, but it's (C)divil the worse for that.
It's my (G)crowning touch of elegance, my (Am)auld Kil(D)larney (G)hat.
When (G)first I left Killarney’s lakes to (C)venture o’er the (G)sea
My (Am)poor old father (Em)shook my hand and (Am)sadly said to (D)me
"You’re are (G)leaving us tomorrow and I’m (C)going to miss you, Pat
And (G)all I got to give you is my (Am)auld Kil(D)larney (G)hat"
Chorus
Sure it's as (G)green as Killarney and as (C)deep as Galway (G)Bay.
It's as (Am)elegant and (Em)graceful as a (Am)carpet of new-mown (D)hay.
It's been (G)kicked and hacked and walked on, but it's (C)divil the worse for that.
It's my (G)crowning touch of elegance, my (Am)auld Kil(D)larney (G)hat.
Living Voices Sing Irish Songs Album
There is that indefinable something about the music of Ireland that brings to life the little spark of Irish everyone has nestled deep inside him. It's music with a lilt to it, the smell of wet grass and good Irish whiskey and warm bread in it, and a tap of the toe and a sparkle of the eye flashing through it.
It's music, too, of the heart. It sings of true love and of a gentle mother and of the things that this on-the-run world has labeled "sentimental" or "nostalgic." But it's music that stays with you because that little bit of Ould Sod inside everyone can pop up at the very hummable refrain of, say, Danny Boy or MacNamara's Band when one is least prepared for it.
And so it seemed fitting that, for this collection of grand old Irish melodies, the assignment for this album be given to the Living Voices rather than the Living Strings. In previous albums, the Living Strings have breathed new life into familiar melodies of romance and the sea, among others, but it takes the warmth and emotion of the human voice to do credit to an Irish song.
The Living Voices, an ensemble of superb male and female singers, treat this collection of songs from the Emerald Isle with all the love and artistry they deserve. After all, they'd have to answer to the Irish in all of us if they didn't. And the songs themselves are enough to bring a tear to your eye and a sham- rock to your lapel - The Rose of Tralee, My Wild Irish Rose, It's the Same Old Shillelagh, Mother Machree, A Little Bit of Heaven, Too-Ra-Loo-Ra- Loo-Ral, When Irish Eyes Are Smiling and Galway Bay, among others.
Sing along, if you've a mind. These are songs made for singing, and the Living Voices are a great help over the high spots and in the lines here and there where you may have, temporarily of course, for- gotten a couple of the words.
There'll never be songs like these again, to be sure. But these are for here and now, and they'll help turn the dullest, grayest day a good piece closer to sun- shine and glistening grass. They're good to hear and good to sing, and they're a reminder that in music, at least, we can keep the good feeling of St. Paddy's day with us all year 'round.
Song tracks from the album. A LITTLE BIT OF HEAVEN (Shure They Called It Ireland) THE ROSE OF TRALEE MacNAMARA'S BAND MOTHER MACHREE GALWAY BAY MY WILD IRISH ROSE IT'S THE SAME OLD SHILLELAGH DANNY BOY TOO-RA-LOO-RA-LOO-RAL (That's an Irish Lullaby)
WHEN IRISH EYES ARE SMILING
There is that indefinable something about the music of Ireland that brings to life the little spark of Irish everyone has nestled deep inside him. It's music with a lilt to it, the smell of wet grass and good Irish whiskey and warm bread in it, and a tap of the toe and a sparkle of the eye flashing through it.
It's music, too, of the heart. It sings of true love and of a gentle mother and of the things that this on-the-run world has labeled "sentimental" or "nostalgic." But it's music that stays with you because that little bit of Ould Sod inside everyone can pop up at the very hummable refrain of, say, Danny Boy or MacNamara's Band when one is least prepared for it.
And so it seemed fitting that, for this collection of grand old Irish melodies, the assignment for this album be given to the Living Voices rather than the Living Strings. In previous albums, the Living Strings have breathed new life into familiar melodies of romance and the sea, among others, but it takes the warmth and emotion of the human voice to do credit to an Irish song.
The Living Voices, an ensemble of superb male and female singers, treat this collection of songs from the Emerald Isle with all the love and artistry they deserve. After all, they'd have to answer to the Irish in all of us if they didn't. And the songs themselves are enough to bring a tear to your eye and a sham- rock to your lapel - The Rose of Tralee, My Wild Irish Rose, It's the Same Old Shillelagh, Mother Machree, A Little Bit of Heaven, Too-Ra-Loo-Ra- Loo-Ral, When Irish Eyes Are Smiling and Galway Bay, among others.
Sing along, if you've a mind. These are songs made for singing, and the Living Voices are a great help over the high spots and in the lines here and there where you may have, temporarily of course, for- gotten a couple of the words.
There'll never be songs like these again, to be sure. But these are for here and now, and they'll help turn the dullest, grayest day a good piece closer to sun- shine and glistening grass. They're good to hear and good to sing, and they're a reminder that in music, at least, we can keep the good feeling of St. Paddy's day with us all year 'round.
Song tracks from the album. A LITTLE BIT OF HEAVEN (Shure They Called It Ireland) THE ROSE OF TRALEE MacNAMARA'S BAND MOTHER MACHREE GALWAY BAY MY WILD IRISH ROSE IT'S THE SAME OLD SHILLELAGH DANNY BOY TOO-RA-LOO-RA-LOO-RAL (That's an Irish Lullaby)
WHEN IRISH EYES ARE SMILING
