Maura OConnell - A Stor Mo Chroi lyrics

From the home you will soon be leaving

It's many's the time by night and by day

When your heart will be sorely grieving

For the stranger's land may b bright and fair

Rich in its treasures golden

But you'll pine I know for days long long ago

And the one that is never olden

A stor mo chroi in the stranger's land

There is plenty of wealth and wailing

Where gems adorn the great and the grand

Where the faces with hunger paling

When the road it is tiresome and hard to tread

And the lights of their cities blind you

Oh turn a stor to Erin's shore

And the one that you leave behind you

A stor mo chroi when the evening mist

Over mountain and sea is falling

Oh turn a stor and then you list

And maybe you will hear me calling

For the sound of a voice you will surely miss

Somebody speedily returning

A run a run won't you come back soon

To the one that will always love you