diff --git a/lyrics/KerryRecruit.tex b/lyrics/KerryRecruit.tex
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+About four years ago I was digging the land \\
+With me brogues on me feet and me spade in me hand \\
+Says I to me self, what a pity to see,\\
+Such a fine strapping lad footing turf round Tralee \\
+
+\textit{[Chorus] \\
+Wid me too ra na nya with me too ra na nya, \\
+Wid me too ra na noo ra na noo ra na nya \\}
+
+Well I buttered me brogues, an shook hands with me spade, \\
+An the way down the road like a dashing young blade \\
+When up comes a sergeant an he asks me to list, \\
+'Arra, sergeant a gra, stick a bob in me fist' \\
+
+\textit{[Chorus] \\ }
+
+Well here is a shilling as I got no more \\
+When you get to headquarters you'll get half a score \\
+And a quick strucking mean said the sergeant good bye \\
+You'd not wish to be quarted neither would die \\
+
+\textit{[Chorus] \\ }
+
+Now the first thing they gave me it was a red coat, \\
+With a wide strap of leather to tie round me throat \\
+And the next thing they gave me I asked what was that, \\
+And they told me it was a cockade for me hat \\
+
+\textit{[Chorus] \\ }
+
+An' the next thing they gave me they called it a gun \\
+With powder an ball an' a place for me thumb \\
+Well first it fire spat and then she spewed smoke, \\
+An' they gave me out shoulders such a hell of a stroke \\
+
+\textit{[Chorus] \\ }
+
+Well the first place they sent me was down to the sea, \\
+On the board of a warship bound for the Crimea \\
+Three sticks in the middle all rowled round with sheets, \\
+Lord, she walked on the water without any feet \\
+
+\textit{[Chorus] \\ }
+
+When at Balaclava we landed quite sound, \\
+Cold, wet and hungry we lay on the ground \\
+Next morning for action the bugle did call, \\
+And we had a hot breakfast of powder and ball \\
+
+\textit{[Chorus] \\ }
+
+Well we fought at the Alma, likewise Inkermann, \\
+But the Russians they whaled us at the Redan \\
+In scalin' the walls there meself lost an eye, \\
+And a big Russian bullet ran off with me thigh \\
+
+\textit{[Chorus] \\ }
+
+Well 'tis off there we lay stretched upon the cold ground, \\
+'Twas heads, legs and arms were all scattered around \\
+I wished that me mam me cleaveens were nigh, \\
+So they'd bury me decent and gave a loud cry \\
+
+\textit{[Chorus] \\ }
+
+Well they brought me a doctor and he soon staunched wi' blood, \\
+And he made me a great elegant leg made of wood \\
+They gave me a medal and ten pence a day, \\
+So contented with Sheela, I'll live on half pay \\
+
+\textit{[Chorus] \\ }
diff --git a/music_booklet.lytex b/music_booklet.lytex
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+++ b/music_booklet.lytex
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     ~\\ ~\\
     \input{lyrics/JohnnyIHardlyKnewYe.tex}
 
+  \chapter{The Kerry Recruit}    
+    \lilypondfile[staffsize=18]{notes/KerryRecruit.ly}
+    ~\\ ~\\
+    \input{lyrics/KerryRecruit.tex}
+    
   \chapter{MacPherson's Farewell}    
     \lilypondfile[staffsize=18]{notes/MacPhersonsFarewell.ly}
     ~\\ ~\\
diff --git a/notes/KerryRecruit.ly b/notes/KerryRecruit.ly
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+\version "2.16.0"
+
+\header {
+  %title = "The Kerry Recruit"
+  composer = "Traditional"
+}
+
+<<
+  \chords {s8 g1*6/8 d:7 d c1*3/8 g}
+  \relative b'
+  {
+    \time 6/8
+    \key g \major
+    \partial 8 b8 | 
+    a8 g g g4 b8 |   
+    b a a a4 d8 |
+    e d d b4 a8 |
+    a g g g4 \bar "|."
+  }
+>>