"Donegal Danny" genre: Celtic
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	This song is written by Phil Coulter and has became one of the most popular Irish songs.
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	Lyrics DONEGAL DANNY I remember the night that he came in from the wintry cold and damp It was a giant of a man in an oilskin coat and a bundle that told he was a tramp He stood at the bar and he called: "A pint" then turned and gazed at the fire "On a night like this, to be safe and dry is my one and only desire" And then in a voice that was hush 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 set sail I fished out of Sword and Killeybegh, Ardglass and Baltimore but the cruel sea has beaten me and I'll end my days on the shore Chorus: So here's to those that are dead and gone the friends that I loved dear and here's to you and I bid you adieu sayin' Donegal Danny's been here, me boys Oh, Donegal Danny's been here One fateful night in the wind and the rain we set sail from Killeybegh's 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 as the night was done that my fine friends would all be lost Chorus Then the storm it broke and drove our boat at the rocks about ten miles from shore and we fought the tide - we hoped inside to see our homes once more But then we struck a rock and hauled a bow, and all of us knew she would 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 stroke out for the land and she fought with all her cruelty to tame that galant band At St. John's point in the early dawn I dragged myself on the shore and I cursed the sea for what she'd done and vow to sail her never more Chorus Ever since that night I've been on the road, travelling and trying to forget that awful night I lost all my men - I see their faces yet And often at night when the sea is high, when the rain is tearing at my skin I hear the cries of drowning men floating over on the wind" Chorus Phil Coulter

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