Curfa:
Sure it's poor I am today for God gave and took away
And he left without a home poor Dan O'Hara
With these matches in my hand in the frost and snow I
stand
So it's here I am today your broken-hearted
In the year
of sixty-four I had acres by the score
And the grandest land you ever ran a plough through
But the landlord came you know and he laid our old
home low
So it's here I am today your broken-hearted
Curfa
For twenty years
or more did misfortune cross our door
And my poor wife and I were parted
We were scattered far and wide and our children
starved and died
So it's here I am today your broken-hearted
Curfa
Tho' in frost
and snow I stand sure the shadow of
God's hand
It lies warm about 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 lost in Connemara
Curfa