The Pride Of Kilinadrish

The memory of her beauty remains undimmed by time
The pride of Kilinadrish I knew her in her prime
At local coursing meetings her's a familiar face
And often at the Cork track to watch her greyhounds race.

The pride of Kilinadrish had blond to light brown hair
And she looked very beautiful than her none quite so fair
A greyhound loving person and greyhounds were her life
I wonder did she marry and become lucky man's wife?

The hands of time keep turning but the memories with me stay
And the Beautiful Anne Murphy where might she be today?
Is she still in Kilinadrish For I fancy I can see
Her walking greyhounds on the Coachford road that winds along by the Lee.

Of the Pride of Kilinadrish the good memories remain
Did she hold some of her beauty, did her good looks she retain?
For time doesn't wait for anyone it brings wrinkles and gray
And the petals scattered on the ground of rose that bloomed in May.

The Pride of Kilinadrish her praises I have sung
And in my memory she doesn't age she's still beautiful and young
I see her at the Cork track excitement in her face
As her greyhound races to the line to win the feature race.