Here is a different version than the one I just posted by Colm O'Donnell - just called "Erin", as done by Steeleye Span. It says "traditional" at this site.click here Does anyone know who wrote the lyrics?

Verse 1 [G]At the setting of the[C] sun
When my [D]long day's work is[G] done
I went out along the [C]sea shore for a walk
And I [Em]being all [C]alone
I sat [G]down upon a[C] stone
To[G] gaze upon the[D] streets of[G] New York

Chorus
Erin grá mo chroi
You're the dear old land to me
You're the fairest that my eyes have ever seen
And if ever I go home
From you I never will roam
From my own dear native land - far away

Verse 2
With the turf fire burning bright
On a cold dark winter's night
And the snow flakes falling gently to the ground
When St. Patrick's day comes 'round
We'll wear the shamrock green
In my own dear native land - far away

Chorus

Verse 3
Well it broke my mother's heart
From her I had to part
Will I ever see my mother any more?
When her body it is laid
In the cold and silent grave
In my own dear native land - far away

Chorus

Alice