Dan O'Hara Songtext
von The Irish Rovers
Dan O'Hara Songtext
Sure it′s poor I am today
For God gave and took away
And he left no home for poor ol' Dan O′hara
With these matches in me hand
In the frost and snow I stand
So it's here I am today so brokenhearted
Oh, a chusla geal mo chroi
Won't you buy a box from me
And you′ll have the prayers of Dan from Connemara
I′ll sell them cheap and low
Buy a box before you go
From the brokenhearted farmer Dan O'hara
In the year of ′64 I had acres by the score
The finest land you ever ran a plow through
But the landlord came, you know
And he laid the old home low
So it's here I am today so brokenhearted
Oh, a chusla geal mo chroi
Won′t you buy a box from me
And you'll have the prayers of Dan from Connemara
I′ll sell them cheap and low
Buy a box before you go
From the brokenhearted farmer Dan O'hara
Though in the frost and snow I stand
Sure the shadow of God's hand
Lies warm upon the brow of Dan O′hara
And soon with God above
I will meet the ones I love
And I′ll find the joys I had in Connemara
Oh, a chusla geal mo chroi
Won't you buy a box from me
And you′ll have the prayers of Dan from Connemara
I'll sell them cheap and low
Buy a box before you go
From the brokenhearted farmer Dan O′hara
Oh, a chusla geal mo chroi
Won't you buy a box from me
And you′ll have the prayers of Dan from Connemara
I'll sell them cheap and low
Buy a box before you go
From the brokenhearted farmer Dan O'hara
For God gave and took away
And he left no home for poor ol' Dan O′hara
With these matches in me hand
In the frost and snow I stand
So it's here I am today so brokenhearted
Oh, a chusla geal mo chroi
Won't you buy a box from me
And you′ll have the prayers of Dan from Connemara
I′ll sell them cheap and low
Buy a box before you go
From the brokenhearted farmer Dan O'hara
In the year of ′64 I had acres by the score
The finest land you ever ran a plow through
But the landlord came, you know
And he laid the old home low
So it's here I am today so brokenhearted
Oh, a chusla geal mo chroi
Won′t you buy a box from me
And you'll have the prayers of Dan from Connemara
I′ll sell them cheap and low
Buy a box before you go
From the brokenhearted farmer Dan O'hara
Though in the frost and snow I stand
Sure the shadow of God's hand
Lies warm upon the brow of Dan O′hara
And soon with God above
I will meet the ones I love
And I′ll find the joys I had in Connemara
Oh, a chusla geal mo chroi
Won't you buy a box from me
And you′ll have the prayers of Dan from Connemara
I'll sell them cheap and low
Buy a box before you go
From the brokenhearted farmer Dan O′hara
Oh, a chusla geal mo chroi
Won't you buy a box from me
And you′ll have the prayers of Dan from Connemara
I'll sell them cheap and low
Buy a box before you go
From the brokenhearted farmer Dan O'hara
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