I Tell Them Millstreet

When people ask me where i come from i tell them from Millstreet
From the fields by the Town where the rivers do meet
Claraghatlea in view of Clara above Claramore
Far north as the migratory bird fly of this southern shore

And when where is this Millstreet to me they do say
I answer a Parish in Duhallow from here far away
Where i used to live when my hair was dark brown
In Claraghatlea two kilometers west of Millstreet Town

When people say to me your accent is strong
I say to Duhallow that it does belong
It came here with me and perhaps it will stay
With me until my last living day

I will be a Claraghatlea fellow till the day i do die
Of my heritage i have no reason to lie
To deny my heritage i would be denying me
I am what i am this is all i can be

I am from the fields where the rushes in clusters do grow
Where Finnow the white river to the Blackwater flow
Where to many i would be a stranger today
Though good memories die hard it does seem true to say

Though to many today there mine would be a stranger's face
Claraghatlea west of Millstreet Town is my first homeplace
And when people ask me where i come from i tell them Millstreet
From the fields by the Town where the rivers do meet.