Tubbercurry / My favorite place on earth
Tubbercurry / My favorite place on earth
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It's a cold Chicago morning The snow was falling down It's a special time of year When my family gather round When they ask about my hometown My thoughts begin to flow. To the place called Tubbercurry That I left so long ago. I tell them about the beauty Of the mountain and the bog Bout many days spent fishing Or hunting with my dog I still can see the sunshine Dancing on the River Moy On this dark and wintry morning Out here in Illinois I remember early mornings And going to the fair Through ponies, sheep and cattle I'd walk without a care The town was black with people Then upon those special days 'Twas a wondrous time of life In so many, many ways I remember frosty evenings And the foxes lonely bark I remember days spent at the turf And the sweet song of the lark On hot and lazy afternoons We'd work hard at the hay And look back in the evenings At the work we did all day I remember summer Sundays with My comrades playing ball I remember stormy winter nights Going to Ceilis in the hall And we'd see the town in falling snow Decked out in Christmas lights And the music of South Sligo Came drifting through the night I still see Tubbercurry under golden skies and the day I left the station with tears in my eyes But someday soon I'll go back To the town of my birth To Tubbercurry county Sligo My favorite place on earth This page has been viewed 4012 times This material might be copyrighted. |
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