The Narrow Road By Old Mushera

The narrow road by old Mushera it winds up and down The backway from Cork through Rylane that ends at Millstreet Town In Winter the drivers crawl slow through the fog That steals down the mountain and cloaks Togher Bog But the scenery is breathtaking on a nice Summer's day For the tourist who drives on the mountain roadway The Boggeragh Ranges above you the valley below By the hills where gorse, heather and bracken do grow Where in Spring and in Summer the male lark does fly Up from the rank bracken to sing in the sky A small speck in the universe till in gray clouds he disappear The bird out of sight though his music one hear On the narrow high road by Mushera from here far away The tourist amazed at the beauty today.