On Steal Away

Every time i do hear the song Steal Away I go back in time to a long gone bygone day When i left my first home without to anyone saying goodbye At the start of a journey far south by sea and then sky Never more to return to Claraghatles near the Town of Millstreet In the green countryside where the waterways meet Too sad for to say goodbye to anyone Something i now regret that cannot be undone From the gray sky a cold December rain it was drizzling down As the Rosslare bus left the Square of Millstreet Town This is going back the years some three decades ago And since time that rusts iron has become my foe And i can relate to the words in the song Steal away Since this too happened to me in truth i can say.