A Fellow From Hibernia

A fellow from Hibernia's shore is all I'll ever be From that old Land far north of here in the Atlantic sea I've not been there for twenty one years in time a lengthy span The babe back then has come of age and is now a full blown man A fellow from Hibernia a green and ancient Land Those who do not know her history will never understand The suffering of her people in decades long gone by Great courage in adversity of them none should deny Her green, white and gold colours I never once did wear I am not a patriotic type though in that I am not rare yet I do feel nostalgia for the old Land far away The fields far inland from the coast where I first saw lamp of day An old Land steeped in history of myth, legend and lore A fellow from Hibernia I am and nothing more.