Nanci Griffith - From Clare To Here lyrics

(Ralph McTell) (Craic or crack is a term for fun, entertainment, and enjoyable conversation, particularly prominent in Ireland.[1][2] It is often used with the definite article – the craic. Some linguistic historians a**ert that craic was borrowed into Irish from the English language expression crack in the mid-20th century, and the Irish spelling was then reborrowed into English.) Four who shared this room and we caught up in the craic, Sleeping late on Sundays and we never got to Ma** Chorus It's a long way from Clare to here It's a long way from Clare to here It's a long, long way It gets further by the day It's a long, long way from Clare to here When Friday comes around we're only into fighting My Ma would like a letter home but I'm too tired for writing Chorus It almost breaks my heart when I think of my family I told them 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 can sort of ease the pain of it and it levels out my thinking Chorus I sometimes hear the fiddles play, maybe it's just a notion I dream I see white horses dance upon that other ocean Chorus