Waltzing At The Fleadh Poem by Matt Mooney

In Clonmel the earnest Fleadh lovers
Walk around the streets of the town
In search of the best of the sessions
While the river Suir flows quietly on.

The couples wheel round in full circle
In sets danced by the young and old:
Sidestep, swing and cross over again,
Round the house, now dance in a ring.

We Tennessee waltzed by Heron's
To the strains of a sweet violin
Held in the hands of that talented man-
Jim McKillop from Antrim himself.

On Monday the sidewalk was sunny
By the walls of the Arm's Hotel
And the royalty of traditional music
Were there from the county of Meath.

For us the newly crowned champions
Began playing to begin their new day;
Troy Bannon was the céilí band leader
On the concert flute showing the way.