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Thread #16424   Message #412005
Posted By: Alice
06-Mar-01 - 11:28 AM
Thread Name: Lyr Req: Ar Erin + Erin go Macree
Subject: Lyr Add: ERIN GRÁ MO CHROÍ (from Joe Heaney)
Well, to get this into the DT and forum, here is the version of the song as Joe Heaney sang it (I like this one best, both in meaning and flow of the words).

as sung by Joe Heaney

At the setting of the sun, when my daily work was done,
I wandered to the sea shore for a walk.
I being all alone, I sat down upon a stone,
To gaze on the scenery of New York.


Oh Erin grá mo chroí, you're the only land for me,
You're the fairest spot my eyes did e'er behold.
You're the bright star of the West, and the land St Patrick blessed,
You're far dearer than silver or of gold.

The turf will burn bright on the hearth at home tonight,
The snowflakes will fall fast on a Winter's day.
St Patrick's day will come and the shamrock will be worn,
In my own native isle so far away.


It broke my mother's heart when from her I went to part.
Will I ever see my darling any more.
Not until my bones are laid in a cold and silent grave,
In my own native isle so far away.