how s it goin there everybody from cork new york dundalk gortahork and glenamaddy here we are in the county clare it s a long long way from here to there there s the burren and the cliffs of moher the tulla and the kilfenora micho russell doctor bill willie clancy noel hill flutes and fiddles everywhere if it s music you want you should go to clare chorus oh lisdoonvarna lisdoon lisdoon lisdoon lisdoonvarna everybody needs a break climb a mountain or jump in a lake some head off to exotic places others go to the galway races mattie goes to the south of france jim to the dogs peter to the dance a cousin of mine goes potholing a cousin of heres loves joe dolan summer comes around each year we go there and they come here some jet off to frigiliana but i always go to lisdoonvarna chorus i always leave on a thursday night with me tent and me groundsheet rolled up tight i like to hit lisdoon in around friday afternoon this gives me time to get me tent up and my gear together i don t need to worry about the weather ramble in for a pint of stout you d never know who d be hangin about there s a dutchman playing a mandolin and a german looking for liam g o floinn and there s adam bono and garrett fitzgerald gettin their photos taken for the sunday world finbarr charlie and jim hand and they drinkin pints to bate the band chorus the multitudes they flocked in throngs to hear the music and the songs motorbikes and hi ace vans with bottles barrels flagons cans mighty craic loads of frolics pioneers and alcoholics plac spuc and the fca free nicky kelly and the ira hairy chests and milk white thighs mickey dodgers in disguise mc graths o briens pippins coxs massage parlours in horse boxes there s amhrns bodhrns amadns arab sheiks hindu sikhs jesus freaks rte are makin tapes takin breaks and throwin shapes this is heaven this is hell who cares who can tell chorus a 747 for jackson browne they had to build a special runway just to get him down before the chieftains could start to play seven creamy pints came out on a tray shergar was ridden by lord lucan sen cannon did the backstage cookin clannad were playin harry s game christy was singin nancy spain mary o hara and brush shields together singin the four green fields van the man and emmy lou moving hearts and planxty too chorus everybody needs a break climb a mountain or jump in a lake sean doherty goes to the rose of tralee oliver j flanagan goes swimming in the holy sea but i like the music and the open air so every summer i go to clare coz woodstock knock nor the feast of cana can hold a match to lisdoonvarna chorus