"Treasure of My Heart (A Stor Mo Chroi)" genre: Celtic
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	This classic song of emigrants speaks from the viewpoint of those left behind at home, greiving the loss of their loved ones.
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	Lyrics A Stor Mo Choi when you're far away from the home you'll soon be leaving. And it's many's the time by night and by day That your heart will be sorely greiving. Though the strangers land might be rich and fair, With riches and treasure golden, You'll pine I know, for the long ago, And the love that is never olden. A Stor mo Chroi, in a stranger's land There is plenty of wealth and wearing. But though gems adorn the rich and the grand There are faces with hunger tearing. Though the road is weary and hard to tread And the lights of their cities may blind you You'll turn, A Stor, to Erin's shore And the ones you left behind you. A Stor Mo Chroi, when the evening sun Over mountains and meadows is falling. Won't you turn away from the throng and listen And maybe you'll hear me calling. The voice that you hear will be surely mine For somebody's speedy returning Aroon, Aroon, won't you come home soon To the ones who will always love you.

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