Noreen Lyrics

Theres a spot in[ old Tir conaell,there's a wee house in the glen,
Where dwelt an fairest colleen,who charmed the hearts of men,
She was winsome hale and hearty,shy and graceful as the dawn,
Neighbours loved that widow's daughter,happy laughing Noreen Bawn.

Till one day there came a letter,with her passage paid to go,
To the land where the Missouri,and the Mississipy flows,
Then she said goodbye to Ireland,and next morning at the door,
That old mother broken hearted,bid farewell to Noreen Bawn.

Many years that mother waited,till oneevening at the door,
Stood a gorgeous looking lady,costly were the clothes she wore,
Saying mother dont you know me,for I've only got a cold,
But thoes purple spots upon her cheeks,the tragic story's told.

Theres a graveyard in Tir Conaill,where the blossoms sadly grow,
There's a sorrow stricken mother,kneeling o're that lonely grave.
My Noreen,oh my Noreen its lonesome since you've gone,
Twas the shame of emigration,laid you low my Noreen Bawn

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Meaning to "Noreen" song text (2 meanings)
Judith 03/20/11,14:14

Does anyone know where I can find Phil Coulters version of the song Noreen that Neil sung on Heritage? Thanks. J
LadyRoseCTFan 02/28/11,19:00

This is not the Celtic Thunder's Noreen, written for Neil Byrne by Phil Coulter and on the new DVD Heritage.
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