Where i was born and raised of here far north and far away
But i feel i might be a stranger in the old Homeplace today
My old friends getting old and their children i would not know
I've not been back there since i left twenty one years ago
Despite that the accent i was raised with to this day remains with me
And a bloke from Claraghatlea North is all i can ever be
Born and raised in that old Townland by the roadway to Rathmore
Though in sea miles i live distant from Hibernia's green old shore
In fancy i hear the Finnow as it babbles it's way down
Under the bridge at Inchaleigh near the hill to Millstreet Town
And i hear the robin singing in the drizzling April rain
The past may be gone forever but the memories with me remain
Of the Millstreet i grew up in north of here and far away
Though i well may feel a stranger in the old Homeplace today.
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