The West Coast Of Clare

Sorrow and sadness, bitterness, grief Memories I have of you Won't leave me in peace My mind was running back To the west coast of Clare Thinking of you And the times we had there I walked to Spanish Point I knew I'd find you there I stood on the white strand 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's a pub It’s there that I sat down I see you everywhere Your face is all around The search for 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 In far off lands I roam Walking with you By this cold Atlantic fog Sorrow and sadness, bitterness, grief Memories I have of you Won't leave me in peace My mind was running back To the west coast of Clare Thinking of you And the times we had there