O little
Nora where were you last night?
Says I to my
beautiful darling.
I was out
the back by the well, says she,
Learning a
new jig and a reel.
Chorus:
O Nora, my darling little one,
You are my shimmering star.
O Nora, my darling lovely child,
I need you more than I can bear.
But Nora
loves to eat fat beans
and Nora
loves her brandy
and Nora
loves her roasty spuds
with plenty
of melted butter.
If you will
be my love, says I,
I’ll give
you cakes and biscuits.
I’ll give
you a cloak of golden threads
And
beautiful songs and music.
Chorus:
O Nora, my darling little one,
You are my shimmering star.
O Nora, my darling lovely child,
I need you more than I can bear.
But Nora
loves to eat fat beans
and Nora
loves her brandy
and Nora
loves her roasty spuds
with plenty
of melted butter.
O little
Nora, where were you last night?
I was out in
the back with a stranger.
But who was
this lad with his pipe and his bag
and him
playing so forcefully?
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