"Donegal Danny" genre: Celtic
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	A man is abused by the sea and lives a life of a beggar
	CD: There and Back Again...a Hibernian's Tale   Label: Rassilon Records Credits: Traditional
	Story Behind the Song This is one of Colonel O'Connor's fans favorite songs. It is about a former sailor, who gave up the hard life of the sea to become a beggar after all of his shipmates drowned. Lyrics So here's to those that are dead and gone The friends that I left here And here's to you then I'll bid you adieu Since Donegal Danny's been here me boys, Donegal Danny's been here I remember the night when he came in from the wintry cold and damp A giant of a man in an oilskin coat and a bundle which showed he was a tramp He stood at the bar and called for a pint and turned to gaze into the fire On a night like this to be safe and warm Is my one and only desire Then in a voice that was hushed and low he said: listen I'll tell you a tale how a man of the sea became a man of the road and never more will get sail I've fished out of Howth and Killybegs, Ardglass and Baltimore But the cruel sea has beaten me and I'll end me days on the shore One fateful night in the wind and the rain we set sail from Killybeys town, there were five of us from sweet Donegal and one from County Down we were fishermen who worked the sea and never counted the cost but I never thought'ere that night was done that my fine friends would all be lost Then the storm it broke and drove the boat to the rocks about ten miles from shore, as we fought the tide we hoped inside to see our homes once more Than we struck a rock and holed the bow and all of us knew that she'd go down. So we jumped right into the icy sea and prayed to God we wouldn't drown But the raging sea was rising still as we struck out for the land And she fought with all her crualty to claim that brilliant band By St John's point in the early dawn I dragged myself to the shore And I cursed the sea for what she'd done and vowed to sail her never more Ever since that night I've been on the road travelling and trying to forget that awful night I lost all my friends, I see their faces yet and often at night when the sea is high and the the rain is tearing at me skin I hear the cries of drowning men floating on the wind

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