Eddie Murphy

Time on the living body does take it's toll
And death is something beyond human control
Those who grieve for their dead mere words cannot console
And in the death of Eddie Murphy Ballydaly has lost some of it's soul

Grieved by his family and his many friends and neighbors and by Delia his good wife
In Eddie a great man has lost his gift of life
One who lived unshackled by guile or conceit
He was as nice a person as one could wish for to meet

As a young man quite handsome broad shouldered and tall
In the colors of Ballydaly he played Gaelic Football
And for many years as a member of the Millstreet Pipe Band
He played with them in venues in many parts of Ireland

As breeders and owners of greyhounds Eddie and Delia became widely known
Their Ballydaly dogs with Ireland's best did hold their own
And though his gift of life from him has gone good memories does remain
Of one never to be seen in the flesh again

Of Eddie a true gentleman in truth one can say
In Ballydaly he first looked on the light of day
And there from a boy he grew into a man
And lived for the greater part of his life's span

Eddie lived as a good person in every way
And he always led by good example in truth one can say
Always calm and relaxed in his lifetime his friends in numbers did grow
He was one of the few who had the inner glow

In Duhallow never to be seen in the flesh again
But of Eddie fond memories in all who knew him of him will remain
Respect to his memory one only can pay
By Cashman's Hill in St Mary's in Millstreet his last remains lay.