Danny O'Mahony was son of Charles and Hanora 0'Mahony, Chapel Hill, Carrigaline.
In his youth he was a member of the local G.A.A. Club and was also associated the Harrier Club, of which his father was one of the founder members.
As did many of his neighbours, Danny worked at Carrigaline Pottery for some years but
then emigrated to England in 1948.

Church Hill

I have seen many places but none could I find
As the place of my childhood that I left behind
Oh, I'll return as it gives me a thrill
Where I played as a boy on the slopes of Church Hill.

The people we're pleasant and the countryside too
Kilmoney, Kilnagleary, and the old Garrydhu
The famed Owenabue where oft time I did swim
Where I played as a boy on the slopes of Church Hill

The old Church has gone now
Still the place looks sublime
It was the old landmark of Carrigaline
When the bells they rang out in the cold morning still
We assembled and prayed in that Church on the Hill.

The old folks are gone now to their just reward
And they prayed in that Church to their own beloved Lord
That they leave behind all peace and goodwill
Where I played as a boy on the slopes of Church Hill.

Oh, may God rest the Sweeneys who are now dead and gone
Whose legends are told in story so long
When they went a hurling the ash it did swing
For they played likewise around the slopes of Church Hill.

I remember oh too when I was small
I played with my pals around old Cotton Hall
It was rebuilt in the twenties where now live the Rynns
Where I played as a boy on the slopes of Church Hill.

No more will I roam around the hills of Commeen
Where the huntsmen and the hounds in my youth I have seen
I'd follow the hunt and sometimes saw the kill
When I played as a boy around the slopes of Church Hill.

Oh, the days of my boyhood although we were poor
We never fell out with our neighbours next door
When the rain it came down on the roof top and sill
There was peace and content around the homes of Church Hill