Millstreet, quaint and quiet village
Nestling mid your emerald hills
Though I see you but in memory
How my heart with rapture thrills.
Gentle stream & busy mill-wheel
Smile beneath the summer sky
Church & convent calm & peaceful
Welcome still the passer by
Friends the nearest, friends the dearest
I can see them now at will
And the sunshine of their kindness
So abiding with me still