Where The Blackwater Flow

The cool winds of September in Duhallow blow
Above the old rushy fields where the Blackwater flow
Where it has flowed forever and will flow forever more
On it's long winding journey towards the Atlantic shore

The old waterway that has flowed in Duhallow through the centuries of time
Has inspired the writers of story and rhyme
Swollen by the waters of many a river and rill
That began it's ocean bound journey by a far away hill

A favorite river for rod and line fishers one of it's claims to fame
The dark colors of it's waters gave rise to it's name
On through north east Cork it babbles on it's way
To the Saltwater near Youghal by night and by day

In view of the Boggeragh Ranges it winds along along slow
In flat lush fields and in rough fields where the rushes in clusters do grow
The cool winds of September from the mountains do blow
Above green Duhallow where the Blackwater flow.