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GEST Songs Of Newfoundland And Labrador
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We were sitting on the wall upon a Sunday,
To watch the girls go by;
And thinkin' we'd be married to one one day,
When Katelynn caught our eye.
Oh man, she had the makings of an angel,
And it made one boy swear;
That there's not one girl in the wide, wide world,
Like the girl from the County Clare.
Now every man had got the finest plan
You'd ever see now, barrin' me now;
And every 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 of them was right
In the colour of her eyes and hair;
But not one word from me was ever heard
About the darling girl from Clare.
Sez Fagan, 'tis the father I'll be plaising,
I'll tell him of the land I've tilled;
I'll tell him of the cattle I have grazing,
And the house I mean to build.
And when he sees the arable and pasture,
And the fat stock feeding there;
And the hens and the chickens, you may go to the dickens,
For the girl from the County Clare.
Now every man had got the finest plan
You'd ever see now, barrin' me now;
And every 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 of them was right
In the colour of her eyes and hair;
But not one word from me was ever heard
About the darling girl from Clare.
Sez Sharkey, she'll be coming to the shop there,
To buy some sort of thing;
I'll ask her if she has a mind to stop there,
And should I buy the ring.
And when she sees the curtains on the window,
And the hour clock on the stair,
Keeping time to the minute, no one else will be in it,
With the darling girl from Clare.
Now every man had got the finest plan
You'd ever see now, barrin' me now;
And every 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 of them was right
In the colour of her eyes and hair;
But not one word from me was ever heard
About the darling 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 without her,
And what had she to say.
She said that I might go and see her father,
I met him then and there;
And in less than an hour we were fighting for the dower
Of the darling girl from Clare.
Now every man had got the finest plan
You'd ever see now, barrin' me now;
And every 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 of them was right
In the colour of her eyes and hair;
But not one word from me was ever heard
About the darling girl from Clare.