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The Darling Girl From Clare
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William Percy French's ballad about a girl every boy wants
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My Ireland
Mon Aug 22, 2005
World : Traditional Celtic
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Darlina€™ Girl From Clare This character song from Percy French is from County Clare, an area in which French often painted in watercolors. He was a very accomplished painter, as well as dedicating himself to his songwriting. This charming song tells of lads in love with the same young woman, looking for the best strategy to win her.
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The Darling Girl From Clare

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(Percy French)
We were sitting on the wall upon a Sunday
To watch the girls go by
And thinkin' we'd be marrit to one one day
When Kate Flynn caught our eye
Oh, man, she had the makin's of a fairy
And it made each boy'o swear!
There's not one girl in the wide wide world
Like the girl from County Clare

And every man had got the finest plan
Ye ever see now - barrin' me now
Ev'ry day there's one of them would say
That she'll agree now - you'll see now
All night they'd fight as to which o' them was right
In the colour of her eyes and hair
But not a word from me was ever heard
About the Darling Girl from Clare

I never said a single word about her
But I met the girl that day
I told her I could never live without her
An' what had she to say?
She said that I might go and see her father
I met him then and there
An' in less than an hour we were fightin' for the dower
Of the Darling Girl from Clare!

So every man had got the finest plan
Ye ever see now - barrin' me now
Ev'ry day there's one of them would say
That she'll agree now - you'll see now
But late last night when the moon was bright
I axed her if she'd share
Me joy an' me sorra' an' begorra! On tomorra'
I'll be married to the Girl from Clare