Stor Mo Chroi

A stór mo chroí when you're far away
Far from the land you'll be leaving
It's many a time by night and by day
That your heart will be sorely grieving.

For the stranger's land may be bright and fair
And rich in its treasures golden
But you'll pine I know for long, long ago
And the love that is never olden.

A stór mo chroí when the evening's mist
Over mountain and sea is falling
Won't you turn a stór to erin's shore
And the ones that you're leaving behind you.

For the sound of a voice that is surely miss
For somebody's quick returning
A ruin, a ruin, oh won't you come back soon
To the one who will always love you.

A stór mo chroí when you're far away
Far from the land you'll be leaving.

For the stranger's land may be bright and fair
And rich in its treasures golden
But you'll pine I know for long, long ago
And the love that is never olden.

A stór mo chroí when you're far away
Far from the land you'll be leaving
It's many a time by night and by day
That your heart will be sorely grieving.

A stór mo chroí when you're far away
Far from the land you'll be leaving
It's many a time by night and by day
That your heart will be sorely grieving.