Jack Casey with his dog King of Clara who had won a race at the Cork Track
Had to walk home due to missing out on their car drive a journey of close to forty miles back
To his home on the Clara Road by the Town of Millstreet going back at least six decades in time
When Jack was a hardy young person quite close to the peak of his prime
A journey of close to forty miles even by the short route a long walk for a man and his dog to undertake
But the courageous young man and his noble canine had spirit in them hard to break
They reached their home by Clara Mountain as a Summer dawn brightened the sky
Since Jack Casey and King of Clara’s long walk more than sixty Summers have gone by
Jack Casey not known as a sportsman in athletics he did not compete
But i recall him even as an old man he was hardy and quick on his feet
He went to the U S as a young man and returned home to grow old and to die in Millstreet
His long walk does live on in legend as quite a remarkable feat
The story of Jack Casey and King of Clara i often heard as a young boy
By the ageing mentors of my boyhood their stories i used to enjoy
From the old greyhound track in Cork City to Inchaleigh by Millstreet Town
Jack Casey and his dog King of Clara they walked their way into renown.
