In the green countryside where the waterways meet
And where old Clara Mountain as ever looks down
On Duhallow and Sliabh Luachra and Millstreet Town
Where i grew to love Nature as a young boy
And learning of her ways today i enjoy
In the home of marsupials and eucalypts and many species of birds not seen elsewhere
In a Land different to most Countries of the big World out there
It was my yearn for travel that brought me far south
Of the fields of the badger and waterways of the brown trout
The accent of Duhallow today i retain
A thing from the past that in me does remain
It was my yearn for travel made a migrant of me
Suppose in life we do follow our destiny.
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