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There's storm clouds amassing over in the west up above the moor
The city shines in grey, mills closing down on the valley floor
All you can do here is survive, grit your teeth and just stay alive
And never understand
The young ones they dance with fire in their hearts until the years go by
And older, defeated they stare in their beer at closing time
No greater love could there ever be
Than what I feel for you, what you gave to me
You saved my life from this
While kings are in their counting houses, people just wait here in silent rows
They spat and they
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There's four who share this room and we we work hard for the craic
Sleeping late on Sundays, well I never get to Mass
It's a long way from Clare to here
It's a long way from Clare to here
It's a long, long way
It gets further day by day
It's a long, long way from Clare to here
When Friday comes around well we're only into fighting
Ma would like a letter home but I'm too tired for writing
It's a long way from Clare to here
It's a long way from Clare to here
It's a long, long way
It gets further day by day
It's a long, long way from Clare to her
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HONEY
See the tree how big it's grown
But friend it hasn't been too long it wasn't big
I laughed at her and she got mad
The first day that she planted it was just a twig
Then the first snow came and she ran out
To brush the snow away so it wouldn't die
Came runnin' in all exited
Slipped and almost hurt herself and I laughed 'til I cried
She was always young at heart
Kind of dumb and kind a smart and I love her so
And I surprised her with a puppy
Kept me up all christmas eve two years ago
And it would sure embarrass her when
I came home from wor
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Writer(s): Cahn/Van Heusen
Make like a Mister Milquetoast - and you'll get shutout
Make like a Mister Meek - and you'll get cut out
Make like a little lamb - and wham you're shorn
I tell you chum - it's time to come - blow your horn
Make like a Mister Mumbles - and you're a zero
Make like a Mister Big - they dig a hero
You've got to sound your "A" - the day you're born
I tell you chum - it's time to come - blow your horn
The taller the tree is - the sweeter the peach
I'll give you the whole magilla - in a one word speech - reach
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