Donegal Danny

I remember the night that he came in from the wintery cold and damp

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 save and dry is my one and only desire"

So here's to those that are dead and gone, the friends that I loved dear

And here's to you and I'll bid you adieu, sayin'

"Donegal Danny's been here, me boys, Donegal Danny's been here".

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 fished out of Howth and Killybegs, Ardglass and Baltimore

But the cruel sea has beat'n me and I'll end my days on the shore.

So here's to those ......

One fateful night in the wind and the rain we set sail from Killybegs 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 when that night was done, that all my friends would be lost

So here's to those ......

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.

Then 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 ragin' sea was risin' still as we struck out for the land

And she fought with all her cruelty to claim that gallant band

By Saint John's point in the early dawn I dragged myself on the shore

And I cursed the sea for what she'd done and vowed to sail her never more

So here's to those ......

Ever since that night I've been on the road, travelin' and tryin' 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 rain is tearing at my skin

I hear the cries of drowning men, floating over on the wind

So here's to those ......

The Dubliners