I Have Not Been In Millstreet

I have not been in Millstreet for close to twenty nine years And for the what used to be i have shed my last tears And to many i would be a stranger in Millstreet today Since the years have left me looking older and gray On the images on the Millstreet website of Millstreet people i know Like me the years on their aging faces do show Some of them with grandchildren in their lives prime But eventually everyone becomes a victim of time So many i knew like me live far from Millstreet And many of them i may never more meet From the town and countryside in view of Clara where we first saw light of day On our journeys in life we went on our own way I am aging far south of where my life's journey began Claraghatlea where i was raised and grew into a man Just west of the Duhallow Town of Millstreet And the old rushy fields where the rivers do meet.