Kelly, I’m Coming Over 
Hi, My name is Jimmy McGuirk 
I was born and raised in the bay 
A working gent, who pays the rent 
Loading docks in the Cay 
O’Malley and Minihan, Thomas O’Shanahan 
Taking a ride into town 
Down for a pint, and well I just might 
Be partial to sticking around 
Oh Kelly, 
Kelly, I’m coming over 

My favorite dive’s a hole in the wall 
Just west of Union Square 
Wasn’t the taps or Keno for cash 
That always landed me there 
Behind the bar, you’d often find 
A lass which none could deny 
I’d buy a round, and lay the tip down 
Hoping to catch her eye 

Oh Kelly, 
Kelly, I’m coming over 

Oh why the hell I fool myself 
Thinking she knows my name 
She come round, stares me down 
I’m left with nothing to say 
The riders and rovers, highway patrollers 
Always holding me back 
Enough of the gambling, I’ll be coming in 
Heading in straight for attack 

Oh Kelly, 
Kelly, I’m coming over