Текст (слова) песни: Ralph McTell - From Clare To Here
There`s four who share this room as we work hard for the crack And sleeping late on Sundays I never get to Mass
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 grows further by the day It`s a long way from Clare to here
When Friday comes around Terry`s only into fighting My ma would like a letter home but I`m too tired for writing
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It almost breaks my heart when I think of Josephine I told her I`d be coming home with my pockets full of green
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And the only time I feel alright is when I`m into drinking It sort of eases the pain of it and levels out my thinking
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I sometimes hear a fiddle play or maybe it`s a notion I dream I see white horses dance upon that other ocean
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It`s a long, long way from Clare to here.
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