In the spring of my twentieth (twenny-et)
year the rebels they came to County
Clare their eyes they burned wi' honor
and pride their words they scorched the
countryside In the spring of my twentieth
year
I bid farewell to my lady fair
My eyes they filled with tears and I Went
marchin' off to die
Remember me (when) you're walkin free
with your maiden fair through the hills, I'll
see ya there and drink to me, (when)
you're livin' free
in County Clare
By the spring of my twenty first year I'd
buried my demons, conquered my fear I'd
battled my foes for truth and pride My
conscience clear y head were high So in
the spring of my twenty-first year
I headed west to my lady fair
Her eyes they filled with tears when I
Came marchin' back alive
Remember me (when) you're walkin free
with your maiden fair through the hills, I'll
see ya there and drink to me, (when)
you're livin' free
in County Clare
In the spring of my twenty first year
My true love couldn't await me there
What once were mine to love ‘till the end
Was now in the arms of my oldest friend
So in the fall of my twenty-first year
I headed back east from County Clare
where No eyes did fill with tears when I
Went marchin' back to die
Remember me (when) you're walkin free
with your maiden fair through the hills, I'll
see ya there and drink to me, (when)
you're livin' free
in County Clare
Remember me (when) you're walkin free
with your maiden fair through the hills, I'll
see ya there and drink to me, (when)
you're livin' free
in County Clare

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