It's here I am today God gave and took away And left without a home for Dan O'Hara With these matches in my hand in the frost and snow I stand But here I am today your broken hearted

 

In the year of sixty four we had acres by the score The grandest land a man could pull a plough through But the landlord came you know and he laid our home to low And here I am today your broken-hearted

 

Cushla gra mo craoi won't you buy a box from me And have the prayers of Dan from Connemara. Sure I'll sell them cheap and low buy a box before you go from the broken-hearted farmer Dan O'Hara.

 

And for twenty years or more did misfortune cross our door My poor old wife and I were sadly parted We were scattered far and wide and our children starved and died But here I am today your broken-hearted

 

Cushla gra mo craoi won't you buy a box from me and have the prayers of Dan from Connemara. Sure I'll sell them cheap and low buy a box before you go from the broken-hearted farmer Dan O'Hara.

 

Tho' in frost and snow I stand beneath the shadow of God's hand It lies warm from the brow of Dan O'Hara And so soon with God above I will meet the ones I love And find the live I lost in Connemara

 

Cushla gra mo craoi won't you buy a box from me and have the prayers of Dan from Connemara. Sure I'll sell them cheap and low buy a box before you go from the broken-hearted farmer Dan O'Hara. 3x