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Old photograph album
Soft with age
Morning sunlight

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Some people speak as though they know,
They never seem to doubt.
I listen more than I ever speak,

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Walking…
To school…
Summer mornings…

I never set out chasing fortune,
Never planned some grand design.
I simply took the work that found me,
One front door at a time.

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Tiny shoes.
Tiny hands.
You held my finger.

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My mother Betty had a knife,
With a handle made of bone.
She’d reach for it to start each meal,

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School bell fading on the breeze
Satchels dropped beneath the trees
Buttons loose and untied lace

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The night's grown old around us
The fire's burning low
There's rain upon the window

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I held you in my arms that day
Your tiny hand held mine
Your mother smiled through happy tears

3:17 A.M.
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The wind is moving softly
Past the houses down the lane

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The lighthouse keeper sailed away
When tides were running free
To tend the lamp upon the rock

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The ambulance came after dark
With blue lights in the rain
I never thought that ordinary night

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The baker lit his ovens
Long before the break of day
While half the town lay sleeping

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The village lights were fading
As the morning gathered cold
A line of weary shadows

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Two men stood beside a river
Where the water hurried by
One said, "Build it now, don't linger"

WONDER
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Morning light
Through curtains

Can Anybody Hear Me
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Midnight on the hillside
The city far below

If Anybody Hears Us
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There's a light on in the corner house
Though the hour's getting late

THE WATCHMAKER OF CORK
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The watchmaker of Cork
Could hear what others couldn't hear

THE BENCH BY THE HARBOUR
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That old bench.
Still there.

Title -THE ACCORDION IN THE ATTIC
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I was helping clear the attic
On a rainy afternoon

MAGGIE AT THE POST OFFICE
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The bell above the doorway rang
From morning until three

TITLE – THE LAST BUS TO BALLYMORE
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Every Friday after market
Just before the evening rush

I Married An English Rose
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I was thirty-three that summer
Settled in my ways

I’ve walked through factory mornings
And rain on quiet roads
Carried tools in freezing winters
Carried worries no one knows

Title: Mark on the Wall
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Just a boy, only nine years old
Four foot tall, reaching, bold

Title – Tommy Doyle
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Now Tommy Doyle loved singing
From the day that he was born

Title – Paddy O'Flynn
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Now Paddy O'Flynn was a builder
Working hard one summer's day

Title – Old Malachy Byrne
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Old Malachy Byrne worked fishing boats
For most of his long life

The Hotelier
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It was a dark November night
My brother and I drove on

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When I touch you sweetheart
My heart begins to sing
All my worries disappear

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If I could say hello again
I’d have so much to say
The words I never said to you

She Thought It Must Be Love
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Sixteen and the world was waiting
Every promise sounded true

Title – Father Flynn's Bicycle
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Now Father Flynn of County Cork
Was loved by one and all

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In a village down in County Cork
Where the river met the road
Stood O'Reilly's Forge since ninety-eight

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Old Tom and Kate had run the pub
For longer than most knew
They'd poured the pints, they'd heard the songs

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Old Patrick rose at half-past six
His head was full of pain
He looked into the bathroom glass

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Nora O'Sullivan lived in Dingle town
Beside the western sea
And though it's many years ago

Paddy Flynn
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Old Paddy Flynn drove tourists round
The Ring of Kerry roads

The Irish Wake
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Old Mick O’Reilly loved his stout
Near forty years or more

Song title – Kissed by the Blarney Stone
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Old Shamus lived in Ballymore
In a cottage by the lane

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