A strong love of Claraghatlea he does retain
Michael Kelleher will go home to Millstreet again
And walk in the field that he loved as a boy
Old memories remain to him as a source of joy
And in Millstreet town meet some good friends of the past
It is said that old friendships a lifetime does last
In Millstreet and Millstreet Town where he is well liked and well known
They will be happy to welcome back one of their own
The Millstreet he was raised in is a changed place today
Some he went to school with among the deceased does lay
And some from the old town aging far away
Time does not wait for anyone as the wise one does say
In the green countryside by the Town of Millstreet
He will walk the old fields where the waterways meet
And by the river Finnow in Matty Owens bog
Where as a young boy he hunted with his black and white dog
Though time that rusts iron is becoming his foe
Michael Kelleher will return to where he left years ago
But not to grow old only for a brief stay
In where he first looked on the bright lamp of day.
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