Dan O Connell Of Knocknagree Poem by Francis Duggan

Dan O Connell Of Knocknagree



For many years he and his wife Hanna Mae owned a pub in Knocknagree
And beyond Sliabh Luachra's borders he became a well known identity
Amongst Irish music and dance lovers at the weekends to his bar
For the dancing and the sing song people came from near and far.

And Dan O Connell always led the dance he was master of the floor
He could dance on without tiring for two hours or even more
He was quite a famous dancer as a dancer he was known
Even in his early eighties with the best he held his own.

He was such a marvellous character one who was larger than life
And his passing has brought great sadness to his many friends to his family and his wife
Even in the twilight of his life as happy as a happy boy
And his pub in the old Village brought to many so much joy.

He died in his eighty eight year Dan O Connell will dance never more
In the famed pub in Knocknagree Village silent now the dancing floor
And the changes keep happening in Sliabh Luachra and the past forever gone
But fond memories of the dancing fellow in those who knew him will live on.

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