Young Denjoe Poem by Francis Duggan

Young Denjoe



In his school going days young Denjoe was a wild and carefree lad
But he was kind and generous and in him nothing bad
He got into small mischiefs and his boyhood years he did enjoy
And received a real good spanking when he was a naughty boy.

When last I heard of Denjoe he was living far away
From Farnanes and County Cork where he first saw light of day
In the Land of opportunity in eastern U.S.A.
Working as a deep sea fisherman out of Massachusetts Bay.

I last laid eyes on Denjoe more than fifteen years ago
And he was in his mid teens then just sixteen years or so
But the boy has grown into a man and like migrant bird he's flown
And now he lives on foreign shore five thousand miles from home.

Young Denjoe was a care free lad and his boyhood years he did enjoy
But the boy has grown into a man how quick those years do fly
And from Farnanes in County Cork he lives far, far away
But like the swallow he'll return in not too distant day

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