From Clare to Here Well there’s four of us who share the room, We work hard for the brass And getting up late on Sunday, I never get to mass Chorus It’s a long way from Clare to here It’s a long way from Clare to here It’s a long long way It gets further day by day It’s a long way from Clare to here When Friday night comes around, and Eddy’s in the fighting My Ma’ would like a letter home, but I’m too tired for writing And the only time I feel alright is when I’m into drinking It eases off the pain a bit, and levels out my thinking Well it always breaks my heart when I think of Josephine I promised I’d be coming back with pockets full of green I dream I hear a piper play, or maybe that’s emotion I dream I see white horses dance on that other ocean.
Music; traditional. Content copyright © 2000 held by the author; Ian Hall.
