Peggy O'Neill / My Wild Irish Rose / Nora Malone Songtext

von Sean Wilson

Nora Malone,
Long have I known
How you've been teasin'
When you should be pleasin'
Your boy, my own.
When you're away,
I fret and pray
Just to be hearin'
A word that's endearin'.
You should send me one ev'ry day.

Nora Malone,
Call me by 'phone,
Number one, two, three, four, main.
Don't forget the number
While you slumber.
Open your eyes
When you arise.
Hear all the blarney
Of your Barney Carney from Killarney.
Colleens are few.
There's none like you
In this ould town of Athlone.
Musha wurra wurra wurra wurra.
Old Erin's isle
Could not make me smile
Without Nora Malone.

I love to hear,
Barney my dear,
Weepin' and wailin'
As though you were ailin'
When I'm not here.
I'll be your bride
When love decides.
Now stop your cooin'
And your silly wooin'.
I want to hear something besides.

Nora Malone,
Call me by 'phone,
Number one, two, three, four, main.
Don't forget the number
While you slumber.
Open your eyes
When you arise.
Hear all the blarney
Of your Barney Carney from Killarney.
Colleens are few.
There's none like you
In this ould town of Athlone.
Musha wurra wurra wurra wurra.
Old Erin's isle
Could not make me smile
Without Nora Malone.