Of life and it's ways there is so much to know
And of Nature my wonder it only does grow
And the more i do learn the more i realize
That i do know so little this not a surprise
Since i left the fields where the waterways meet
Just west of the Duhallow Town of Millstreet
Many highways and freeways i have been up and down
And i have been to and have lived in many a town
It was my love of adventure made a wanderer of me
But a Duhallow migrant is the best i can be
And like all i learn as i live something new every day
Life has many lessons it does seem this way
One fact of our existence and fact never lie
Is that we never stop learning until the day we do die.
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