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When I was a singer I had only one song
That I wove from the sunlight and I rambling along
I tied it with rushes and I freed it with air
And it swept me along to the old County Clare

It went "Meet me tonight by moonlight
Under that old Clare moon"

I chanted in Doolin and I sang at Fanore
I went rattlin' and a ' clattering' on the old flaggy shore
Where the cliffs at Kilkee they challenge the sea
And I sang like a thrush in the town of Kilrush

I sang "Meet me tonight by moonlight under that old Clare moon
Meet me tonight by moonlight under that old Clare Moon"

At Old Spanish Point where the ships they went down,
The moon she rose up with her great starry crown,
Her necklace of diamonds, her white wedding gown,
And she shed salty tears for the sailors who drowned,

She sang "Meet me tonight by moonlight, Under that old Clare Moon
Meet me tonight by moonlight, Under that old Clare Moon."

A wonderful promise the old County Clare,
There are melodies hanging from shelves in the air,
There's the Maid at the Barrells, the Hag at the Churn,
There's a great flock of angels flying over the Burren,

Singing "Meet me tonight by moonlight,under that old Clare moon,
Meet me tonight by moonlight, under that old Clare moon.