The Man From Kanturk Poem by Francis Duggan

The Man From Kanturk



He has shorn in the shearing sheds south east of Burke
The man from far north from the fields of Kanturk
The flat countryside in the heart of Duhallow
Where he left seven years back his life dreams for to follow.

He has worked on building sites in Brisbane, Sydney, Melbourne and Adelaide
And what is known as easy money he has never made
And north west of Perth in the tropics he worked on a water pipe-line
In temperatures that seldom ever dropped below a warm twenty nine.

In Darwin for a spell sewerage pipes he did lay
In humid conditions he sweated for his pay
From the warm Aussie sun his skin is bronzed brown
The man from North Cork from near old Kanturk Town.

A man in his late twenties and in his life's prime
He has made love to his share of women over seven years of time
And since he left Duhallow at the Station at Banteer
He has drunk lots of hard liquor and plenty of beer.

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