| lyric | 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 long way from Clare to here.
It’s a long long way from Clare to here.
Oh it’s a long long way it gets further day by day.
It’s a long long way from Clare to here.
When Friday night comes around Eddy's only into 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 almost 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 maybe it's emotion
I dream I see white horses dance upon that other ocean. |