Cooraclare

Lyrics

I’ve been away from Ireland now for nearly 50 years
And thoughts of home are still dear to me
Often I gaze across the ocean and my eyes grow dim with tears
Let me tell you of the vision that I’ve seen

As a babe, a child, I stood there when the summer sun did shine
Across the steep lough, that little church down there
As we gathered every evening while the weather would be fine
Around the chapel gates in Cooraclare

So in dreams I love to ramble down the village street
And meet the boys and girls gathered there
For to sing the good old songs, telling of old Ireland’s wrong
Around the chapel gates in Cooraclare

There were weddings planned and matches made and stories old and new
Around amoung the boys that gathered
And we played the football matches ’till the final whistle blew
Around the chapel gates in Cooraclare

We would talk about the neighbours, the weather and the times
And who the boys were courting on the sly
We would watch colleen’s passing down, and bid them the time of day
And perhaps we’d catch a twinkle in their eye

So in dreams I loved to ramble down the village street
And meet the boys and girls gathered there
For to sing the good old songs telling of old Ireland’s wrong
Around the chapel gates at Cooraclare

Now I’m growing old and weary in this land so far away
But I’ll return to Ireland yet, if God will spare.
And when all is done, they’ll lay me at the closing of my day.
Inside the chapel gates in Cooraclare


Notes

Cooraclare is a village (and parish) near Kilrush, in County Clare. About 140 people live in the village, with some 500 more in the surrounding parish.


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County

Clare

Song Themes

Emigration

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