In Looneys Home

In Den and Peg Looney's cottage in Claraghatlea years before i grew into a man
And that is going back more than fifty years in time a lengthy span
On Winter nights around the fire grate there by local old timers stories told
Of Duhallow of their youthful years back in the days of old

Of the road bowling achievements of Denny Penny and Johnny Jack two legendary men
And Sean Moylan and his rebels heroes of Tooreengarriffe Glen
And of Derrygallon's Pat O Callaghan poems and stories by them told
In the late twenties and the early thirties he won two Olympic Gold

The memories often come to me of when i was quite young
In Looneys home stories were told and old songs and ballads sung
By gray haired men in advancing years many Seasons beyond their prime
Who were becoming victims of the relentless ticking of time

Since the mid fifties one can say many days and nights have come and gone
And i am now as they were then and time keeps ticking on
Time it did not wait for them like it does not wait for me
And all i have are the memories of the what used to be.