The Darlin' Girl from Clare - John Roche

Written by： Percy French

We were sitting 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 had the makin's of a fairy

And it made each boy'o swear

There's not one girl in the wide wide world

Like the girl from County Clare

And 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

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 Darling 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

And 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

And 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

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

I never said a single word about her

But I met that girl next 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

And 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