In the high Henlock County
By the mealdance plain
East of the Wicklow
West of Slieve na mBans
Range
Your mother was raised
In the rich golden vale
When she were young
Her mother told her this tale
The devil once roamed
Through these mountains and fields
North far as Bearcross
Far south as Kipper Hill
One night he was angered
He had a fire raging inside
So he took to a hilltop
And took a bite an acre wide
He roamed on through the valleys
By your father's meadows
Far as the Galtees
Where the Suir River flows
With the rock still in his mouth
Its rich taste he disliked
So he spat it out over
Over Cashel's hillside
When mother was still young
She would wake up at night
Look out her window
To the Devil's hillside
Seeing its teeth marks
It left her blind and cold
This was the tale
My mother was told
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