Oconnell Maura - A Stor Mo Chroi Lyrics

A stor mo chroi when you're far away 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 Oconnell Maura Lyrics A Stor Mo Chroi Lyrics