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