F G
Well threre's four who share the room,
C G
we work hard for the brass.
F
G
And getting up late on Sunday.
C
G
I never get to mass.
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d
G7
C-e-a
It's a long, long way from Clare to here.
d G
a
It's a long, long way from Clare to here.
F G
C
a
Oh, it's a long, long way , it gets further day by day
d G7
a
It's a long, long way from Clare to here.
When Friday night comes around,
and Eddy's into fighting.
My ma would like a letter home,
but I'm too tired for writing.
Chorus
And the only time I feel alright,
is when I'm into drinking.
It eases off the pain a bit,
and levels out of my thinking.
Chorus
Well it almost breaks my heart,
when I think of Josephine.
I promised I'd be coming back,
with pockets full of green.
Chorus
I dream I hear a piper play,
maybe it's emotion.
I dream I see white horses,
dance on the other ocean.
Chorus