Back in the sixties they were in their prime br But women quickly age and lose their bloom br And on sunday evenings they would dance till two br In the old Castle Ballroom in Macroom. br br Their faces come to me from years ago br And they would be in their fifties today br The passage of time on their figures show br And they use tints and dyes to cloak their gray. br br In the Castle Ballroom they experienced their first love br And in the Castle Ballroom they shed their parting tears br And the hurt of lost first love it lingers long br For weeks and months and sometimes even years. br br Some of them settled in their old Homeplace br Where their childrens children attend school today br Whilst others took the migrant boat and plane br To live and work in cities far away. br br Their youthful beauty in my memory stay br And I still see them dance in Ballroom in Macroom br But that was years ago and far away br And women quickly age and lose their bloom.