Tom: G
G C G
I was walking to town with the sun going down
G D
My feet feeling sore from the mileage
G C G
I was covered in sweat and my clothes were all wet
G D G
Having spent the whole day making silage
C G
When a lady drove up and she came to a stop
G D
And says she "Are you going to Claremorris?"
G C G
Well, she shouted "Get in" with a cute little grin
G D G
And she told me that she was Clare Morris.
[Chorus]
C G
She was lovely and fair, and her first name was Clare
G D
The daughter of big Mickey Morris
G C G
But the gleam in her eye was the real reason why
G D G
I fell madly in love with Clare Morris.
[Verse 2]
G C G
Now her beauty was rare and I thought then and there
G D
How lucky I was to have met her
G C G
But I felt ill at ease in my old dungarees
G D G
And my wellingtons often smelt better
C G
Oh, but she was so neat from her head to her feet
G D
So delightful; she looked very dishy
G C G
She was tastefully dressed and I sure was impressed
G D G
How she handled her new Mitsubishi.
[Chorus]
C G
She was lovely and fair, and her first name was Clare
G D
The daughter of big Mickey Morris
G C G
But the gleam in her eye was the real reason why
G D G
I fell madly in love with Clare Morris.
[Verse 3]
G C G
Now I'll never forget the next time that we met
G D
Big Tom and his band were in Midas
G C G
I was having a jar with the boys at the bar
G D G
She came over and stood right beside us
C G
I was wearing a suit and a good dash of Brut
G D
And considered myself quite the charmer
G C G
So I just couldn't wait so I asked her up straight
G D G
"Would you like to come home with a farmer?"
[Chorus]
C G
She was lovely and fair, and her first name was Clare
G D
The daughter of big Mickey Morris
G C G
But the gleam in her eye was the real reason why
G D G
I fell madly in love with Clare Morris.
[Verse 4]
G C G
Now says she with a laugh "Do you think I'm a calf
G D
Or what is the cause of your hurry?
G C G
Wouldn't I be a twit to be covered in grit
G D G
And smelling like that awful slurry?
C G
If I gave you my hand, 'Sure I'd own half your land
G D
And I suppose you'd expect me to plough it
G C G
Now get on with your dance. You haven't a chance
G D G
For my husband would never allow it."
[Chorus]
C G
She was lovely and fair, and her first name was Clare
G D
The daughter of big Mickey Morris
G C G
But the gleam in her eye was the real reason why
G D G
I fell madly in love with Clare Morris.
