A stór mo chroí, when you’re far away, from the home you’ll soon be leaving;
For it's many's the time by night and by day, your heart will be sorely grieving.
For the stranger’s land may be bright and grand, and rich in its treasures golden.
You may pine, I know, for the long, long ago, and the love you’ll soon be leaving.

A stór mo chroí, in the stranger’s land there’ll be plenty of wealth and wailing;
Where the gems adorn the great and the grand, there’ll be faces with hunger paling.
Though the road may be tiresome and hard to tread, and the lights of the city may blind you;
Return a stór, to Erin’s shore, and the love you’re leaving behind you.

A stór mo chroí, when the evening mist on mountain and valley is falling,
Won’t you turn away, from the throng and the bliss, and maybe you’d hear me calling;
For the sound of a voice that you’ll surely miss, of somebody’s speedy returning,
Aroon, aroon, won’t you come back soon, to the love that is always burning

"This was written by Brian O'Higgins (Brian na Banban) 1882-1949, IRA member, Sinn Fein TD and founder of The Irish College at Carrigaholt, South West Clare. It almost certainly owes its great popularity to the singing of Seán 'ac Dhonncha of Carna, County Galway. It was also sung and played as a slow air on the pipes by Miltown Malbay piper, Willie Clancy.
Other recordings: Mick Flynn, ‘The Lambs in the Green Hills’, Topic 12TS369."

The above commentary, lyrics and recording are taken from ‘Around the Hills of Clare: Songs and Recitations from the Jim Carroll and Pat Mackenzie Collection’ (2004) Musical Traditions Records MTCD331-2/Góilín Records 005-6.

See also
A Stór Mo Chroí sung by John Joe McMahon