In the fields of Carriganimma the gorse has lost it's gold
And last Spring's lamb has fully grown and October getting old
And dunnock in the windblown hedge refuse to chirp and sing
And Winter nearing every day and distant seems the Spring.
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It shouldn't matter if you win or lose
And it should only matter how you play the game
Be fair to others and give all a fair go
And never call another out of name.
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I heard about the death of Dave McAuliffe
The man we only knew as Davy Mac
I knew him since he first came south from Kiskeam
To live in Millstreet many decades back.
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Briany that gray haired fellow his bronzed skin wrinkled and dry
He spent years north in the tropics where the sun burns in the sky
Shearing merinos for a living in Queensland north of Mackay
Sweating for his hard earned dollars in the heat of Summer day.
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I see them often though not every day
The male with dark breast band and white, brown and gray
And the female plain as females often are
In birdsworld males the prettier birds by far.
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The sun behind the gray clouds hid away
Yet it is such a mild and balmy day
Not warm or cool with just the slightest breeze
Such lovely weather never fail to please.
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I do not envy you your wealth and money
Since I've been told that you are a millionaire
You've made the top from your humble beginnings
And high achievers such as you are very rare
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I heard the news this morning when I switched on the T.V.
Mother Teresa had passed away and of suffering was free
And though such sad tidings made me sad I felt no urge for tears
For one who had achieved so much in eighty seven years.
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In Shoreham in the wood beside the sea
The yellow robins there are almost tame
One of them perched on branch two foot from me
'If he could speak he'd say I'm glad you came'.
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Young David Dean from Sturton Street safe in his prison cell
And prison the right place for him since he gave others hell
His addiction to narcotics led him to a life of crime
And for assault and robbery he now is serving time.
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