Far north of this sunny Country and far inland from Hibernia's shore
A cold wind from the mountains blow downhill through Rathmore
It can be cold and wet in Sliabh Luachra in early March in early Spring
Before the birds start nest building and the territorial male birds sing
The old stream from the mountain bank high in flood flows brown
By the Cork and Kerry border in the fields near Rathmore Town
In March by the Cork and Kerry border the skies are seldom clear
And the sun it does not often shine in weather-wise a changeable time of year
Sliabh Luachra of great writers and musicians in Seasons now long gone
But in the regions pubs on Winter nights the tradition does live on
To the fiddles and accordions the dancers take to the floor
And at the last dance of the session they call for an encore
Far north of this sunny Country in Sliabh Luachra far away
The fogs of Caherbarnagh tell rain not far away.
Monday, March 10, 2014
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