"Far Away/A Stor Mo Chroi" Lyrics

A Stor Mo Chroi
When you're far away
From the homes that you've soon be leaving

And it's many's the time
By night and day
Your heart will sorely be grieving

Oh the stranger's land is rich and fair
With riches and treasures golden
You'll pine, I know, for the days long ago
And the love that is never olden.

A Stor Mo Chroi
In the stranger's land
There is plenty of wealth and earnings

Wealth and gems adorn
From the rich and grand
But there are faces with hunger tearing

Though the road is weary and hard to tread
And the lights of their cities will blind you
You'll turn astor for Erin's shores
And the ones you've left behind you

A Stor Mo Chroi
When the evening sun
Over mountains and meadows is falling

Won't you, turn away from the trough
And listen and maybe you'll hear me calling

For the voice you'll hear is surely mine
For somebody's speedly returning
Arun, Arun, won't you come home soon
To the one's who will always love you