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Donegal Danny
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I remember the night when he came in
From the wind free, cold, and damp,
A giant of a man in an oilskin coat,
And a bundile that told he was a tramp.
He stood at the bar and he called for 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."
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 set sail."
"I`ve fished out of Hope and Killibegs,
Ardross and Baltimore.
But the cruel sea has beaten me,
And I`ll end my days upon the shore."
CHORUS
So here`s to thos who are dead and gone,
The friends that I loved dear,
And here`s to you and I`ll bid you Adieu,
Saying Donegal Danny`s been here me boys.
Donegal Danny`s been here.
One fateful night in the wind and the rain,
We set sail from Killibegs 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 e`er that night was done,
That my fine friends would all be lost.
The storm it broke and rocked the boat,
By the rocks about ten miles from the shore.
As we fought the tide we hoped inside,
To see our homes once more.
Then we struck a rock and holed the bow,
And all of us knew that she`d go down.
So we jumped right in to that icy sea,
And prayed to god we wouldn`t drown.
By St. John`s point in the early dawn,
I dragged myself onto the shore,
And I cursed the sea for what she`d done,
And vowed I`d sail her nevermore.
CHORUS