To Be A Man From Duhallow

Poem By Francis Duggan

Any success in life i do not have to my name
To be a man from Duhallow my one claim to fame
Duhallow where the mighty Blackwater flow
Through North Cork towards the Atlantic in Youghal by ditch and hedgerow
Duhallow that does have a history that's old
Birth-place of Pat O Callaghan two times winner of Olympic hammer throwing gold
As well as renowned athletes, greyhound trainers, rally drivers and greats of gaelic football
A Barony with a proud history compared to most overall
Duhallow of the noble freedom fighting men
Like the legendary heroes of Tooreengarriffe Glen
Who humbled the murderous Tans in a shoot-out
And of their courage they left no one in doubt
To be a man from Duhallow is enough fame for me
Duhallow that has such a proud history.

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