“It’s a Long Long Way From Clare To Here, but how long exactly?”
The Dodgy competition title above for 2 tickets to their Dublin gig + a night’s accom …I won with this reply below (and see how many Dodgy song titles you can spot):
The Ballad of Jack and Clare (a love story)
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In the Turks Head Bar, he sits again
Drinking the Black Stuff alone
Down on his luck our Jack the Lad,
No job and his girl had flown
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So let me go far back to ‘96
Glastonbury mud on his face
The voice of an angel lifting him up
‘Jeez, man – you’re a fecking disgrace’
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Clare was a sweet and homegrown lass
From a green and golden isle
She melted the heart of Jack the Lad
With a perfect, teasing smile
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They stayed out for the summer long
Spent the winter in a room
It was good enough for both of them
But the clouds above spelt doom
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15 years of water under the bridge
Every single day a stink
A bloke with some drumsticks said ‘Hey, I’m a Priest!
Jack said ‘I need another drink’
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It’s a long, long way from Clare to here
Slurred Jack, as he fell on the floor
I ain’t no longer asking – just leave me alone
It’s been a long life, no more
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But the voice of an angel was there once again
“Get up, you’re a fecking disgrace
You gotta look up or I’ll kick yer arse”
Clare said, as she slapped his face
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‘I found you’, cried Jack and he held her close
As the band played on into the night
So how long is it from Clare to here?
Who cares – it ended all right!
dodgette 