The Pride Of Edel Quinn Hall

She has just turned seventy and her long term Aussie husband is seventy three
After thirty seven years love between them is strong and they seldom disagree
A grandmother ten times her once brown hair now gray
Physically like all of her age she has known a far better day

A migrant from Kanturk in Duhallow quite attractive looking for her years
Though for her happy times there she does not have any tears
The Show-band era in Ireland she readily does recall
Where at the dances she was the pride of the Edel Quinn Hall

She left Kanturk when in her life's prime
And she has not been to there for quite a long time
The Town by the Allow in distance far away
From Geelong in Victoria where she lives today

Some that she grew up with in eternal rest lay
And some married and raised their children and live in Duhallow today
And some like her had the wander bug in them for places elsewhere
And went to live in big towns and cities in the big World out there

The pride of the Edel Quinn Hall in Seasons long gone
Since she lived in Kanturk many hours have ticked on
On a sunlit wattle tree in her backyard in a suburb of Geelong
The black and white Aussie magpie pipes his familiar song.