The Old Fellow From Knocknagree

You are what you are this is all you can be I am quoting the old fellow from Knocknagree His craggy wrinkled face is a familiar sight In the local pub on a Saturday night The hair on his balding head is silver gray And clearly he has known a far better day But happiness does not end beyond one's life prime And the old Knocknagree bloke enjoys a good time In his early eighties without children or wife It can be said of him that he does love life He enjoys the laughter the dancing and song And he always joins in the pub sing along Today in the Village in Sliabh Luachra his would be a stranger's face And there he may well even feel out of place He has not been back there for decades of years And for his long gone youth he has shed his last tears A character in his ways well loved and well known In Warrnambool they do claim him for their own You are what you are this is all you can be I am quoting the old fellow from Knocknagree.