The Blackwater River

F Francis Duggan
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Home to badger and rook and the silver backed crow The flat rushy fields where the Blackwater flow On it's way through Duhallow in north Cork towards Youghal sixty kilometers or more To join with saltwater at the Atlantic shore The Blackwater in full flood is an amazing sight It submerges acres of countryside around flowing at a great height All of the waterways ofSliabh Luachra, Duhallow, north and east Cork it receives on it's ocean going way Flowing with a loud babble by night and by day At Nature's amazing creations our wonder only does grow How old are the rivers would anyone know They were very old before the birth of the first woman and man Long before nthe age of the dinosaurs began Some stories not born out of a source of joy That i heard of the Blackwater when i was a boy Around the fire grate on Winter nights old timers did tell Of the people who drowned in big floods and of the people who lost many animals as well From it's source in Sliabh Luachra by a Boggeragh hill It's voice grows to a loud babble that is never still To the Atlantic near Yoghal it flows night and day Through the flat rushy country from it's source far away.

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