From Clare To Here

(Ralph McTell)Four who shared this room and we caught up in the CRAIC
Sleeping late on Sundays and we never got to MassChorus
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 by the day
It's a long, long way from Clare to hereWhen Friday comes around we're only into fighting
My Ma would like a letter home but I'm too tired for writingChorusIt almost breaks my heart when I think of my family
I told them I'd be coming home with my pockets full of greenChorusThe only time I feel alright is when I'm into drinking
It can sort of ease the pain of it and it levels out my thinkingChorusI sometimes hear the fiddles play, maybe it's just a notion
I dream I see white horses dance upon that other oceanChorus