Clairemorris
Seamus Moore
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G C I was walking to town with theG sun going downG My feet feeling sore from theD mileageG C I was covered in sweat and myG clothes were all wetG D Having spent the whole day makingG silageC G When a lady drove up and she came to a stopG D And says she "Are you going to Claremorris?"G C Well, she shouted "Get in" with aG cute little grinG D And she told me that she wasG Clare Morris. [Chorus]C She was lovely and fair, and herG first name was ClareG D The daughter of big Mickey MorrisG But the gleam in her eye was theC G real reason whyG D I fell madly in love with ClareG Morris. [Verse 2]G C Now her beauty was rare and IG thought then and thereG D How lucky I was to have met herG C But I felt ill at ease in my oldG dungareesG D And my wellingtons often smeltG betterContinues after the adC G Oh, but she was so neat from her head to her feetG D So delightful; she looked very dishyG C She was tastefully dressed and IG sure was impressedG D G How she handled her new Mitsubishi. [Chorus]C She was lovely and fair, and herG first name was ClareG D The daughter of big Mickey MorrisG But the gleam in her eye was theC G real reason whyG D I fell madly in love with ClareG Morris. [Verse 3]G C Now I'll never forget the nextG time that we metG D Big Tom and his band were in MidasG C I was having a jar with the boysG at the barG D G She came over and stood right beside usC G I was wearing a suit and a good dash of BrutG And considered myself quite theD charmerG C So I just couldn't wait so IG asked her up straightG D "Would you like to come home withG a farmer?" [Chorus]C She was lovely and fair, and herG first name was ClareG D The daughter of big Mickey MorrisG But the gleam in her eye was theC G real reason whyG D I fell madly in love with ClareG Morris. [Verse 4]G Now says she with a laugh "Do youC G think I'm a calfG D Or what is the cause of your hurry?G C Wouldn't I be a twit to beG covered in gritG D G And smelling like that awful slurry?C G If I gave you my hand, 'Sure I'd own half your landG And I suppose you'd expect me toD plough itG Now get on with your dance. YouC G haven't a chanceG D G For my husband would never allow it." [Chorus]C She was lovely and fair, and herG first name was ClareG D The daughter of big Mickey MorrisG But the gleam in her eye was theC G real reason whyG D I fell madly in love with ClareG Morris.