We were sittin' on the wall upon a Sunday
To watch the girls go by,
And thinkin' we'd be marrit to one one day,
When Kate Flynn caught our eye.
Oh, man! she was the makin's of a fairy,
And it made each boyo swear,
"There's not one girl in the wide, wide world
Like the girl from the County Clare!"
CHORUS:
And ev'ry man had got the finest plan
You ever see now barrin' me now,
Ev'ry day there's one of them would say
That she'll agreed now you'll see now;
All night they'd fight,
As to which o' them was right,
In the colour of her eyes and hair,
But not a word from me was ever heard,
About the darlin' girl from Clare!
Says Casey: "Tis the father I'll be plazin',
I'll tell him of the land I've tilled,
I'll tell him of the cattle I have grazin'
And the house I mean to build;
And whin he sees the arable and pasture
And the fat stock feedin' there,
An' the hens an' the chickens,
Ye may go to the dickens
For the girl from the County Clare."
CHORUS:
So every man had got the finest plan
Ye ever see now barrin' me now,
Ev'ry day there's one of them would say
That she'll agree now you'll see now.
Says I to meself
Though I haven't got the pelf,
Of brass I've got my share,
And so I know the way they ought to go
About the darlin' girl from Clare."
Says Sweeney,"She'll be coming to the shop here
To buy some sort of thing,
I'll ax her if she has a mind to stop there,
An' should I buy the ring:
An' whin she sees the curtains on the windas,
An' the clock on the stair
Keepin' time to the minit,
No one else will be in it
With the darlin' girl from Clare!"
CHORUS:
So every man had got the finest plan
Ye ever see now barrin' me now,
Ev'ry day there's one of them would say,
That she'll agree now you'll see now;
Thinks I "Ye may stop
Till yer dead in yer shop,
An' not a hair she'll care,
Wid all yer gold
Yell never hold a hold
Upon the darlin' girl from Clare."
I never said a single word about her,
But I met the girl that day,
I told her I could never live widout her,
An' what had she to say?
She said that I might go and see her father:
I met him then and there,
An' in less than an hour
We war fightin' for the dower
Of the darlin' girl from Clare!
CHORUS:
So ev'ry man had got the finest plan
Ye ever see now barrin' me now,
Ev'ry day there's one of them would say
That she'll agree now you'll see now;
But late last night
When the moon was bright
I axed her if she'd share
Me joy an' me sorra' -
An' begorra! on to-morro'
I'll be married to the girl from Clare!
