Hartes Leben:

From Clare To Here


1.    Four who shared this room and we were caught up in the crack
Sleeping late on Sundays and we never got to Mass


It'sa long way from Clare to here
It's a long way from Clare to here
It's a long, long way
It get's further by the day
It's a long, long way from Clare to here

2.    When Friday comes around we're only into fighting
My Ma would like a letter home but I'm too tired for writing 

3.    It almost breaks my heart when I think of my family
I told them I'd be coming home with my pockets full of green


4.    The 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 thinking


5.    I sometimes hear the fiddles play, maybe it's just a notion
I dream I see white horses dance upon that other ocean

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