Erin Grá Mo Chroí

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Oh, Erin grá mo chroí, you're the dear old land to me
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You're the fairest that my eyes did e'er behold
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You're the land St. Patrick blessed, you're the bright star of the west
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You're that dear little isle so far away


[Verse 2]
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At the setting of the sun, when my long day's work was done
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I rambled down the seashore for a walk
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And I being all alone, I sat down upon a stone
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For to gaze upon the scenes of New York


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[Verse 3]
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Oh, Erin grá mo chroí, you're the dear old land to me
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You're the fairest that my eyes have ever seen
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And if ever I go home, it's from you I never will roam
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You're my own native land so far away


[Verse 4]
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With the turf fire burning bright on a cold dark winter's night
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And the snowflakes falling gently to the ground
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When St. Patrick's Day has come, my thoughts will carry me home
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To that dear little isle so far away


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[Verse 5]
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Oh, and Erin grá mo chroí, you're the dear old land to me
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You're the fairest that my eyes have ever seen
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You're the land St. Patrick blessed, you're the bright star of the west
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You're that dear little isle so far away


[Verse 6]
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On the day that I did part, well, it broke my mother's heart
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Will I ever see my dear ones anymore?
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Not until my bones are laid in the cold and silent grave
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In my own native land so far away


[Verse 7]
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Oh, Erin grá mo chroí, you're the dear old land to me
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You're the fairest that my eyes have ever seen
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And if ever I go home, it's from you I never will roam
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You're my own native land so far away
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You're my own native land so far away