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DAN O'HARA cho: Sure it's poor I am today for God gave and took away And he left without a home poor Dan O'Hara With these matches in my hand in the frost and snow I stand So it's here I am today your broken hearted In the year of sixty four I had acres by the score And the grandest land you ever ran a plough through But the landlord came you know and he laid our old home low So it's here I am today your broken-hearted For twenty years or more did misfortune cross our door And my poor old wife and I were parted We were scattered far and wide and our children starved and died So it's here I am today your broken-hearted Tho' in frost and snow I stand sure the shadow of God's hand It lies warm about the brow of Dan O'Hara And soon with God above I will meet the ones I love And I'll find the joys I lost in Connemara Alternate chorus: Then a chushla geal mo chroidhe won't you take a box from me, And you'll have the prayers of Dan from Connemara; I sell them cheap you know, buy a box before you go, From the poor old ruined farmer Dan O'Hara. Source: "Pat Conway Presents the Very Best Irish Songs & Ballads" (Walton Manufacturing, 1999) @poverty @Ireland @Irish filename[ DANOHARA Tune File: danohara.nwc (Joe) WH Feb07 |
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