Big thank you from

Curry's Glen

There's a little place in Antrim that we knew as Curry's Glen
Where as little kids we searched for hazelnuts
Over stones across the stream we walked as in a dream
Ignoring soaking feet and stings and cuts

Climbing up the little trees, we scratched our hands and knees
As we quickly filled our pockets with our find
I have travelled far since then and have mixed with many men
But those fun-filled days are ever in my mind

I have seen some sights more beautiful
Since my childhood days back then
But I'll never forget the country road
That led to Curry's glen