Ralph McTell

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           F                   G               C            G
Oh there's four who share this room as we work hard for the brass
    F                   G        C            G
And getting up late on Sundays I never get to Mass
 
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       Dm        G7               C C/B Am
It's a long long way from Clare to here 
       Dm        Em       Am
It's a long long way from Clare to here 
   F                 G        C                  Am
Oh It's a long, long way, it grows further by the day 
       Dm        G            Am
It's a long way from Clare to here
 
When Friday comes around he'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 promised 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 eases off the pain of it and levels out my thinking

chorus

I dream I hear a piper playing 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...