A Stoir Mo Chroi
From Tommy’s soon-to-be-released recording “Let the Circle be Wide”

A stoir mo chroi when you're far away
From the home you will be leaving
And it's many's a time by right and by day
That your heart it will be sorely grieving

For the stranger's land may be bright and fair
And rich in its treasures golden
You will pine I know for the long long ago
And the love that is never olden

A stoir mo chroi in the strangers land
There is plenty of wealth and wailing
Where the gems adorn the great and the grand
There are faces with hunger paling

When the road is weary and hard to thread
And the lights of the cities blind you
O turn a stoir to Erin's green shore
And the love that you left behind you

A stoir mo chroi when the evening mist
Over mountains and meadows is falling
If you turn a stoir and then you will listen
And maybe you'll hear me calling

For the sound of a voice you will surely miss
May hasten your speedy returning
A ruin a ruin won't you come home soon
To the one who will always love you