A Long Way To Claraghatlea

A long way to Claraghatlea near Millstreet Town
Where Finnow from the high country winds it's way down
Through old fields a home to the rook and gray crow
On towards the Blackwater in a babbling flow

A long way from here to the silver tongued rill
That ripples it's way down the fields by the hill
On to join the river to the ocean shore
It has flowed forever and will forever more

A long way from Shannaknock and Coolikerane bog
Where i often hunted with Pudsy the dog
When i was a youngster many decades ago
Many years before time became my greatest foe

A long way from Inchaleigh, Claramore, Clarabeg and Dereen
And the high fields by Clara in my thoughts evergreen
And only the memories with me now remain
Of places i may never visit again.