Kilkelly lyrics

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Kilkelly, Ireland 1860, my dear and loving
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son John,
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Your good friend schoolmaster Pat
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McNamara
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Was so good as to write these words down.
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Your brothers have all got to find work in

England,
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The house is so empty and sad.
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The crop of potatoes is sorely infected,
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A third to a half of them bad.