I Do Know Where My Journey

I do know where my journey through life began In the Townland where I did grow into a man In Claraghatlea a mile west of Millstreet Town Where I used to live when my hair was dark brown I've lived in Australia for the past twenty three years And for Ireland I've shed my last nostalgic tears The shores of Hibernia I may never more see But then one would have to suppose what's to be it will be I never may see old Claraghatlea again And hear the birds sing in the wind and the rain When the mild winds of April blow from Clara Hill And the buttercups bloom by the silver tongued rill That flows down the high fields of green Claramore At the start of it's journey to the Atlantic Shore.