CHORUS Oh, I'm Barney Hare, from the County Clare, In Ireland I was born, oh I pawned my coat to pay the boat, and I landed here this morning.
Shure when I landed on the quay, I found myself in danger; Some boys began to follow me, for the knew I was a stranger. Says one of them, 'Give me that stick' from me he tried to snatch it, So I brought it down upon his crown, with a blow that made him scratch it. Chorus
Tho I'm Barney Hare, from the County Clare, I am not such a big fool, sir. You may think my manners strange and quare, tho in youth I went to school, sir; Let any man just try a trick on Barney Hare from Clare O Sure I'd give him a wallop from this ould stick that would make him blink and stare, O Chorus
I walked in peace and quietness till I came to the big church steeple, Says a fellah to me: 'Keep in your feet and don't be trippin' the people' Says I 'My man give me none of your buck' says he: 'Give me none of Blarney'', I gave him a clout on the flat of the snout, Says I: 'Remember Barney'. Chorus
Sure 'tis I can dance and Irish reel, or the job of journey work, sir; I have got a heart as true as steel, sure I bate the fiercest Turk, sir. In the market square or at the fair all the latest songs I sing, sir; For I'm Barney Hare, from County Clare, who can make the rafters ring, sir. Chorus