Dan O’hara

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
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 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
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 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