A stór mo chroí - The Chieftains/Bonnie Raitt

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

That's your heart will be sorely grieving

For the stranger's land may be bright and fair

And Rich in it's treasures golden

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

The road it is tiresome and hard to tread

And the lights of their cities blind you

Want to turn a stor to Erin's shore

And the love to loved behind you

A stor mo chroi when the evening mist

Over mountain and sea is falling

Want to turn away from you list

And maybe you will hear me calling

For the sound of a voice you will surely miss

For somebody speedily returning

A run my run won't you come back soon

To the one that will always love you