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Verse 1 From Longford town he made his name, Never chased the fortune or the fame, Hands of iron, heart of gold, Best in the country, truth be told. Simple man with a steady hand, Built his life on faith, not land, Money never ruled his mind, He had peace that most don’t find. Pre-Chorus Didn’t need the world to know his name, Didn’t play the money game, All he needed was honest ground, And the quiet life he’d found. Chorus Oh Michael the tinsmith, strong and true, Best in the land at what he’d do, Faith in his heart, peace in his soul, Never let the hunger take control. In Farnagh’s fields, in that old shed light, Worked all day till the fall of night, A simple life, a perfect plan, God bless Michael — a good, good man. Verse 2 Down in Farnagh, his haunted ground, Little old shed where the tools rang loud, Tin and fire, sparks and sound, That’s where his purpose could be found. While Nancy’s in the house so warm, Oven lit and the kettle on, Flour on hands, the bread would rise, Love in that home you could feel, not buy. Pre-Chorus No riches stacked upon the wall, But he had more than most who fall, He had faith, and he had grace, And a peaceful place. Chorus Oh Michael the tinsmith, strong and true, Best in the land at what he’d do, Faith in his heart, peace in his soul, Never let the hunger take control. In Farnagh’s fields, in that old shed light, Worked all day till the fall of night, A simple life, a perfect plan, God bless Michael — a good, good man. Bridge No gold chains, no silver throne, Just honest work and a loving home, No loud voice, no need to shout, His life itself spoke loud and proud. Content in life, content in breath, Faith in God till the day of death, Not all heroes wear a crown, Some just live in quiet towns. Final Chorus Oh Michael the tinsmith, proud and kind, One of the rarest you’ll ever find, Hands of steel, heart so clean, Best this country’s ever seen. In Farnagh’s fields, where the crows all fly, Under Longford’s open sky, A simple life, a faithful plan, God bless Michael — a great, great man.