The Jack I Remember

Like his brothers Jer and Peter he never had a wife
And if he still lives he has known a long life
He worked for the Singletons Jerry and Bill
Jack Murphy from Inchaleigh by Clara Hill.

A pipe smoking fellow quite spoken and shy
He was past his prime when I was a young boy
He told me he never spent much time in school
But the Jack I remember was nobody's fool.

The Jack I remember had hair silver gray
A sturdy built fellow and strong in his day
And he was as gentle as you'd wish to meet
And one of the wisest I knew in Millstreet.

Though he was past his prime when I was a young boy
He is one I'll remember till the day I die
And I wonder is he still in the land of the living today?
I hope so I hope so is all I can say.