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At the setting o' the sun, when my daily work was done
Sure I rambled down the seashore for a walk
And I being all alone I sat down upon a stone
For to view the pretty scenery of New York

Ohh Erin gra mo chrói, you're the only land for 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

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

Ohh Erin gra mo chrói, 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

On the day that I did part, well, it broke my mother's heart
Will I ever 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

Ohh Erin gra mo chrói, 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


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