F
There's four who share this room
G
As we work hard for the craic
Am
And sleeping late on Sundays 
G
well, I never get to Mass
  
G                                   Am
It's a long, long way from Clare to here
G                                   Am
It's a long, long way from Clare to here
F                                   G    C    Am
It's a long, long way, it gets further day by day
G                                   Am
It's a long, long way from Clare to here

When Friday comes around 
We're only into fighting
Ma would like a letter home 
But I'm too tired for writing

Chorus

It almost breaks my heart 
When I think of Josephine
I told her I'd be coming home 
With my pockets full of green

Chorus

The only time I feel alright 
Is when I'm into drinking
It will sort of ease the pain 
And level out my thinking

Chorus

I sometimes hear a piper playing 
Maybe it's a notion
I dream I see white horses dancing 
Upon that other ocean