A Young Woman From Newmarket Poem by Francis Duggan

A Young Woman From Newmarket



She lives south east of Melbourne with blue eyes and hair of brown
A woman from Duhallow from old Newmarket Town
Tall and slender and beautiful to look at she is only twenty three
The whole World is her oyster she is young and fancy free.

From her old Hometown in north Cork she is living far away
But in Upwey in the Yarra Ranges she has no plans for to stay
Next Spring she will be back home in Newmarket where she first saw light of day
When the hawthorns in the hedgerows wear their white blooms of the May.

When the male robin is singing on the leafy alder tree
'Yet 'twill only be for a visit she has other Lands to see
She is happy to be single in her life she does not have a man
She will make the most of her prime travel as much as she can.

Down to earth and so attractive much about her to admire
For the single males in their twenties in the Yarra Ranges Shire
But she won't be staying in Upwey the home of the tall gum trees
Where the currawongs start singing when the rain is in the breeze.

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