Mick Kelleher And Phil Cronin

F Francis Duggan
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Mick Kelleher and Phil Cronin from Millstreet live far away And in Victoria in Australia they may spend their final day But in their flights of fancy they go back to Millstreet Town Where Finnow from foot of Gneeves it babbles it's way down Through the old fields by the old Town by ditch and by hedgerow Under the bridge by the Townhill towards Blackwater it does flow In old places once to them familiar where so many they did know But they watched their children far from Millstreet into men and women grow The past is now a memory in the forever gone And the biological clock on our lives as ever ticking on Some of the people they knew and loved with the dead forever lay And some like them from Clara Hill do live quite far away But still they talk of Millstreet like some are known to say The past may be behind us but the memories with us stay.

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