A Shy Young Woman From Kilcorney

The hustle and the bustle of England's biggest Town
Through the streets of inner London the traffic buzz up and down
And in her boss's office just off of the busy street
A shy young migrant woman her day's task must complete.

She has typed and answered the telephone since her day's work commenced at nine
And the company invoices must be in the post by the five o clock deadline,
She must work hard to keep her job for not many jobs around
And even in a City as big as London work quite hard to be found.

A shy young woman from Kilcorney four hundred miles away
Though that's not far to live from home the travelled far might say
But to her 'tis a long distance what's far to some to others near
Yes what's near to some to others a great distance might appear.

The green fields of Kilcorney now flushed with the flowers of June
And robin on the leafy bough whistles his Summer tune
And swallows long distance travellers they twitter as they fly
Low above the meadow to and fro a sign that rain is nigh.

She lives in England's largest city the furthest she has been
From Kilcorney in Duhallow this shy young woman of nineteen
And she works in a ground floor office just off of the busy street
And by the five o clock deadline her day's task must be complete.