Noreen Bawn Irish song Lyrics And Chords
A tragic song about emigration, the singer and accordion player is none other than the mighty Curtis McGee. The song was also recorded by Dominic Kirwan, Jimmy Buckley, Philip English, Bridie Gallagher and D.J. Curtin.Noreen Bawn was composed by Neil Mc Bride from Feymore, Creeslough, Co. Donegal Ireland.
Theres[D] a spot in[G] old Tir[D] conaell,there's a wee house in the[G] glen,
Where dwelt an fairest[D] colleen,who[E7] charmed the hearts of[A] men,
She was[D] winsome[G] hale and[D] hearty,shy and graceful as the[G] dawn,
Neighbours loved that widow's[D] daughter,happy [A7]laughing Noreen[D] 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.
So now fair and tender maidens
ponder well before you go
from your humble homes in Erin
what's beyond you do not know
for what is gold and what is silver
when your health and strength are gone
when you think of emigrating
won't you think of Noreen Bawn
Chords in the key of G
Theres[G] a spot in[C] old Tir[G] conaell,there's a wee house in the[C] glen,
Where dwelt an fairest[G] colleen,who[A7] charmed the hearts of[D] men,
She was[G] winsome[C] hale and[G] hearty,shy and graceful as the[C] dawn,
Neighbours loved that widow's[G] daughter,happy [D7]laughing Noreen[G] Bawn.
To play along with the youtube video of Curtis then use these chords.
Noreen Bawn Tin Whistle Notes
Theres[A] a spot in[D] old Tir[A] conaell,there's a wee house in the[D] glen,
Where dwelt an [Bm]Irish[A] colleen,who[Bm] charmed the hearts of[E] men,
She was[A] winsome[E] hale and[A] hearty,fair and graceful as the[D] dawn,
Neighbours loved that [Bm]widow's[A]] daughter,happy [E]laughing Noreen[A] Bawn[E].
Till one [A]day there [E]came a [A]letter,with her passage paid to [D]go,
[A]To the [D]land where [Bm]the Miss[A]ouri,and the [Bm]Mississipy [E]flows[Bm],
Then she [A]said good[E]bye to [A]Erin,and next morning at the [D]door,
That old mother [Bm]broken [A]hearted,bid fare[E]well to Noreen [A]Bawn.
[D] [F#m] [A] [E] [A] [D]
Many [A]years that [E]mother [A]waited,till oneevening at the [D]door[A],
Stood a [D]gorgeous [F#m]looking [A]lady,costly [Bm]were the clothes she [E]wore,
Saying [A]mother [D]don't you [A]know me,[E]sure I've [A]only got a [D]cold[A],
But thoes [D]purple [Bm]spots u[A]pon her cheeks,the [E]tragic story's [A]told[Bm].
[Key Change Here]
Theres a [Bb]graveyard [Eb]in Tir [Bb]Conaill,where the blossoms sadly [Eb]wave,
There's a sorrow stricken [Bb]mother,kneeling [Cm]o're that lonely grave.
My [Bb]Noreen,she is calling, tis I'm lonesome since you've [Eb]gone
Twas the shame of emi[Bb]gration,laid you [Cm]low my Noreen [Eb]Bawn