County Clare
County Clare: A Tale of Love, Honor, and Loss
Lyrics
In the spring of my twentieth (twenny-et) year the rebels they came to County Clare their eyes they burned wi' honor and pride their words they scorched the countryside In the spring of my twentieth year
In the spring of my twentieth year, rebels arrived in County Clare with burning eyes filled with honor and pride, scorching the countryside with their words.
I bid farewell to my lady fair
I said goodbye to my lady fair.
My eyes they filled with tears and I Went marchin' off to die
Tears filled my eyes as I marched off to face potential death.
Remember me (when) you're walkin free
A plea to remember me when you are walking free.
with your maiden fair through the hills, I'll see ya there and drink to me, (when) you're livin' free
Visualizing a reunion in the hills with a maiden, asking to drink to me when living freely in County Clare.
in County Clare
Reiteration of the setting in County Clare.
By the spring of my twenty first year I'd buried my demons, conquered my fear I'd battled my foes for truth and pride My conscience clear y head were high So in the spring of my twenty-first year
In my twenty-first year, I overcame personal struggles, battled for truth and pride, with a clear conscience and a proud demeanor.
I headed west to my lady fair
Heading west to reunite with my lady fair.
Her eyes they filled with tears when I Came marchin' back alive
Her eyes filled with tears again, but this time, I returned alive.
Remember me (when) you're walkin free
A recurring plea to be remembered when walking free.
with your maiden fair through the hills, I'll see ya there and drink to me, (when) you're livin' free
Imagining a future reunion and a toast when living freely in County Clare.
in County Clare
Reaffirmation of the setting in County Clare.
In the spring of my twenty first year
In my twenty-first year's spring, my true love was not there to welcome me.
My true love couldn't await me there What once were mine to love ‘till the end Was now in the arms of my oldest friend So in the fall of my twenty-first year
What was once mine to love until the end was now in the arms of my oldest friend.
I headed back east from County Clare where No eyes did fill with tears when I Went marchin' back to die
In the fall of my twenty-first year, I returned to County Clare, where no tears were shed upon my arrival.
Remember me (when) you're walkin free
A repeated plea to be remembered when walking free.
with your maiden fair through the hills, I'll see ya there and drink to me, (when) you're livin' free
Imagining a future reunion and a toast when living freely in County Clare.
in County Clare
Reaffirmation of the setting in County Clare.
Remember me (when) you're walkin free
Repeating the plea to be remembered when walking free.
with your maiden fair through the hills, I'll see ya there and drink to me, (when) you're livin' free
Imagining a future reunion and a toast when living freely in County Clare.
in County Clare
Final reaffirmation of the setting in County Clare.
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