WEST COAST OF CLARE

Sorrow and  sadness,  bitterness,  grief
Memories I have of  you won't leave me in  peace
My  mind [bad word] back to the West coast of  Clare
Thinking of  you and the  times we spent  there

I walked the Spanish point I knew I'd find you there
I stood on the white strand and you were everywhere
Vivid memories fade but the mood still remains
I wish I could go back and be with you again

In Milltown there is a pub it's there that I sat down
I see you everywhere your face is all around
The search of times past contains such sweet pain
I'll banish lonesome thoughts but they'll return again

I walk along the shore the rain in my face
My mind is numb with grief of you there is no trace
I'll think of this again when in far off glen I rove
Walking with you by this cold Atlantic flow
(Repeat first verse)