Chorus 1:-
Ohh Erin gra mo chr?i, you`re the dear old land to me
You`re the fairest that my eyes did e`er behold
You`re the land Saint Patrick blessed
You`re the bright star of the west
You`re that dear little isle so far away
At the setting of the sun, when my long day`s work was done
I rambled down the seashore for a walk
And I being all alone I sat down upon a stone
For to gaze upon the scenes of New York
Chorus 2:-
Oh Erin gra mo chr?i, you`re the dear old land to me
You`re the fairest that my eyes have ever seen
And if ever I go home, it`s from you I never will roam
You`re my own native land so far away
With the turf fire burning bright on a cold dark winter`s night
And the snow flakes falling gently to the ground
When Saint Patrick`s Day has come, my thoughts will carry me home
To that dear little isle so far away.
Chorus 1:-
Oh Erin gra mo chr?i, you`re the dear old land to me
You`re the fairest that my eyes have ever seen
You`re the land Saint Patrick blessed
You`re the bright star of the west
You`re that dear little isle so far away
On the day that I did part, well it broke my mother`s heart
Will I never see my dear ones anymore?
Not until my bones are laid in the cold and silent grave
In my own native land so far away
Chorus 2:-
Oh Erin gra mo chr?i, you`re the dear old land to me
You`re the fairest that my eyes have ever seen
And if ever I go home, it`s from you I never will roam
You`re my own native land so far away
You`re my own native land so far away
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