back to: ballads index visit our website www.MerryPloughBoys.com see us play at www.MPBpub.com Kelly the boy from Killane P.J. McCall, 1861-1919 What's the news, what's the news, oh my bold Shelmalier With your long barrelled gun of the sea? Say what wind from the south blows his messenger here With a hymn of the dawn for the free Goodly news, goodly news, do I bring youth of forth Goodly news shall you hear, Bargy man For the boys march at morn from the south to the north Led by Kelly the boy from Killane Tell me who is that giant with gold curling hair He who rides at the head of your band? Seven feet is his height, with some inches to spare And he looks like a king in command Ah my lads that's the pride of the bold chevaliers 'Mong our greatest of heroes, a man! Fling your beavers aloft and give three ringing cheers For John Kelly, the boy from Killane Enniscorthy's in flames, and old Wexford is won And the Barrow tomorrow we cross On ahill o'er the town we have planted a gun That will batter the gateway of Ross All the Forth men and Bargy men march o'er the heath With brave Harvey to lead on the van But the foremost of all in the grim Gap of Death Will be Kelly, the boy from Killane But the gold sun of freedom grew darkened at Ross And it set by the Slaneys red waves And poor Wexford stript naked hung high on a cross And her heart pierce by traitors and slaves Glory O! Glory O! to her brave sons who died For the cause of long down-trodden man! Glory O! to Mount Leinster's own darling and pride Dauntless Kelly, the boy from Killane back to the ballads index web: www.MerryPloughBoys.com