Beidh aonach amárach

Lyrics

Beidh aonach amárach i gContae an Chláir.

Beidh aonach amárach i gContae an Chláir.
Beidh aonach amárach i gContae an Chláir.
Cé mhaith dom é, ní bheidh mé ann

Curfá:
A mháithrín, an ligfidh tú chun aonaigh mé?
A mháithrín, an ligfidh tú chun aonaigh mé?
A mháithrín, an ligfidh tú chun aonaigh mé?
A mhuirnín ó ná héiligh é.

Níl tú a deich nó a haon déag fós.
Níl tú a deich nó a haon déag fós.
Níl tú a deich nó a haon déag fós.
Nuair a bheidh tú trí déag beidh tú mór.
Curfá

Táim-se i ngrá le gréasaí bróg.
Táim-se i ngrá le gréasaí bróg.
Táim-se i ngrá le gréasaí bróg.
Mur’ bhfaigh mé é ní bheidh mé beo.
Curfá

Bfhearr liom féin mo ghréasaí bróg.
Bfhearr liom féin mo ghréasaí bróg.
Bfhearr liom féin mo ghréasaí bróg.
á oifigeach airm faoi lásaí óir.
Curfá

Is a mháithrín an ligfidh tú chun aonaigh mé
Is a mhuirnín óg ná healaí é
Is a mháithrín an ligfidh tú chun aonaigh mé
Is a mhuirnín óg ná healaí é
Curfá

Beidh aonach amárach in gContae an Chláir
Beidh aonach amárach in gContae an Chláir
Beidh aonach amárach in gContae an Chláir
Cén mhaith domh é ní bheidh mé ann
Curfá

Tá ‘níon bheag agam is tá sí óg
Tá ‘níon bheag agam is tá sí óg
Tá ‘níon bheag agam is tá sí óg
Is tá sí i ngrá leis an ghreasaí bróg
Curfá

‘S iomaí bean a phós go h-óg
‘S iomaí bean a phós go h-óg
‘S iomaí bean a phós go h-óg
Is a mhair go socair lena greasaí bróg
Curfá

Níl tú ach deich nó aon deag fós
Níl tú ach deich nó aon deag fós
Níl tú ach deich nó aon deag fós
Nuair a bheas tú trí deag beidh tú mór
Curfá

B’fhearr liom féin mo ghreasaí bróg
B’fhearr liom féin mo ghreasaí bróg
B’fhearr liom féin mo ghreasaí bróg
N fir na n’arm faoina lascú óir
Curfá
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Translation

There’s a fair tomorrow in the County Clare
There’s a fair tomorrow in the County Clare
There’s a fair tomorrow in the County Clare
But what’s the use I won’t be there

Chorus
Oh mother, won’t you let me go to the fair?
Oh mother, won’t you let me go to the fair?
Oh mother, won’t you let me go to the fair?
My fondest child, Oh please don’t ask.

You’re not even ten or eleven years old
You’re not even ten or eleven years old
You’re not even ten or eleven years old
When you’re thirteen I’ll let you go
Chorus

I’m in love with the cobbler man
I’m in love with the cobbler man
I’m in love with the cobbler man
If I don’t get him, I can’t live on
Chorus

The cobbler is the man I like the best
The cobbler is the man I like the best
The cobbler is the man I like the best
I prefer him to an officer with golden braid
Chorus

Oh mother, won’t you let me go to the fair?
Oh mother, won’t you let me go to the fair?
Oh mother, won’t you let me go to the fair?
My fondest child, Oh please don’t ask
Chorus

There’s a fair tomorrow in the County Clare
There’s a fair tomorrow in the County Clare
There’s a fair tomorrow in the County Clare
Why should I care, I won’t be there
Chorus

I’ve a little daughter and she’s very young
I’ve a little daughter and she’s very young
I’ve a little daughter and she’s very young
And she’s in love with a cobbling man
Chorus

There is many a maid who married young
There is many a maid who married young
There is many a maid who married young
And lived in peace with her cobbling man
Chorus

You are not ten or eleven yet
You are not ten or eleven yet
You are not ten or eleven yet
When you’re thirteen you’ll be more mature
Chorus

I’d rather have my cobbling man
I’d rather have my cobbling man
I’d rather have my cobbling man
Than an army officer with his gold bands
Chorus


Notes

A popular childrens’ song about a fair in County Clare

A horse fair in Clare

A horse fair in Clare

 


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Clare

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