Every day i do think of Millstreet Town
And those old streets i often walked up and down
But there i would be a stranger to many today
Since from there i have been a long time away
The old rushy fields where the waterways meet
Do remain in my memories of Millstreet
Many of the people i knew there who in Millstreet did stay
Like me would have known of a far better day
We are born as mortals when all is said and done
And time that rusts iron the master of everyone
The babies when i left Millstreet now past their lives prime
Eventually we all become victims of time
And only the memories with me now remain
Of streets that i may never walk on again.
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