I Do Know Where My Journey

I do know where my journey through life began
In the Townland where i did grow into a man
In Claraghatlea a mile west of Millstreet Town
Where i used to live when my hair was dark brown
I've lived in Australia for the past twenty three years
And for Ireland I've shed my last nostalgic tears
The shores of Hibernia i may never more see
But then one would have to suppose what's to be it will be
I never may see old Claraghatlea again
And hear the birds sing in the wind and the rain
When the mild winds of April blow from Clara Hill
And the buttercups bloom by the silver tongued rill
That flows down the high fields of green Claramore
At the start of it's journey to the Atlantic Shore.