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When I Return To Millstreet

When i return to Millstreet it will be in the Spring
When the fields are full of wildflowers and the nesting songbirds sing
And the hawthorns will be laden in their white blossoms of the May
And the skylark will be carolling above the rushes all the day.

When i return to Millstreet the fields will be lush and green
And the bluebells will be blooming on the ditch of the bohreen
And though i may be a stranger to many there i will meet
At heart i will feel at home in my old Homeplace of Millstreet.

When i return to Millstreet some young people might say
Who is he that old stranger he looks so tired and gray?
But others who remember me with a shake hands will say hello
And add you've aged since we last see you more than two decades ago.

When i return to Millstreet a place of which i still do dream
The dipper will be singing in the babbling mountain stream
That flows through Claraghatlea north from the heights of Claramore
Far distant as the crow does fly from this far southern shore.

When i return to Millstreet Duhallow will look lush and green
And the swallows o'er the old fields chasing flying insects to be seen
And the familiar voice of the cuckoo will be pleasant for to hear
When i return to Millstreet in the Springtime of the year.

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