Young is a thing anyone cannot stay
Far south of old Ireland time has left me gray
Through coastal Illowa a freshening wind blowing from the bay
And so great to be living on such a nice day
October in the Moyne Shire a green time of year
The warbling songs of the magpies so pleasant to hear
The song of the blackbirds such a beautiful thing
Does bring back the memories of a far away Spring
When bluebells does bloom on the ditch of bohreen
And Nature at her very finest is seen
And the old fields lush and green after the recent showers
Are looking resplendent in their Nature’s flowers
Far south of old Ireland i hear a pee wee
And Nature at her finest is all around me.
Far South Of Old Ireland
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