While all the shadows of the night they flee before the sun
And on each bush and fern tall some silver webs are spun
This morning is so beautiful and nature wears its crown
So I sit and pen the paper as I gaze on Hacketstown.

Our town it sailed on tranquil seas back some years ago.
There were all kinds of amenities and our town did grow
But in cruel winds of change progress it stood still
But people knew there’d be better days in the town near Eagle Hill.

Now in common bond the people stand and each they do agree
This town will be our pride and joy and live in harmony
So now as I walk down the town I see on every face
The excitement that this project brings and the words Pride of Place.

Now when people walk up the street they stand and look with pride
The tall trees spell out endless spring that grows on each side
The houses and shop fronts decorated now with flair
While the dawning of this new day I believe it rents the air.

Our town it has a college, on its merits now it stands
And the future of each student he holds in his own hands
The flower beds in their array each one deserves the crown
And this is the common bond that exists in Hacketstown.

There’s the National school, two churches and five halls now I can tell
Montessori and play schools, garages and meat stalls aswell
Self Help! And there are pubs and clubs where all friends meet
A chemist! Post Office and Gift Shop there, all on Main Street.

And of course we have our F.A.S. boys; they’re always on their rounds
There’s no such thing as long grass or rubbish scattered round.
For Hacketstown is on the move and now is in the race
And it’s only the beginning in this project Pride of Place