Golden Jubilee

Way down in the county Kerry, in a place they call Tralee A grand old couple they lived there, Kate and Pat Magee. They were going to have a party on their Golden Jubilee Now Kate she turned to Pat and said listen here to me. Put on your old knee-britches and your coat of emerald green, Take off that hat me darlin' Pat, put on your old caipin. For today's our Golden wedding and I want you all to know, Just how we looked when we were wed, fifty years agoâ?�. It's well that I remember, how we danced on the village green, You held me in your arms, dear Pat, and called me your cailin. Your hair was like a raven's wing but now it's turning grey, Come over here me sweetheart dear, and listen to what I say. 'Put on your old knee-britches and your coat of emerald green, Take off that hat me darlin' Pat, put on your old caipin. For today's our Golden wedding and I want you all to know, Just how we looked when we were wed, fifty years agoâ?�. Oh how I do I remember, when first I was you bride, In the little chapel on the hill, where we stood side by side. Of good friends we've had many, of troubles we've had few, Come over here me sweetheart dear, and here's what we must do. 'Put on your old knee-britches and your coat of emerald green, Take off that hat me darlin' Pat, put on your old caipin. For today's our Golden wedding and I want you all to know, Just how we looked when we were wed, fifty years agoâ?�.