Misc Unsigned Bands - D j curtin - noreen bawn

There's a ^Bspot^F# in old Tir^Bconnel, there's a wee house^B7 in the ^Eglen^G#7 Where d^C#mwelt^F#7 an Irish ^Bcolleen,^G#7 who ^C#charmed^C#7 the hearts of ^F#men She was ^Bwinsome^F#, fair and ^Bhearty, shy and graceful^B7 as the ^Efawn^G#7, Neighbours ^C#mloved^F#7 the widows ^Bdaughter^G#m, happy, ^C#mlaughing ^F#Noreen ^BBawn ^F#

Then one ^Bday^F# there came a ^Bletter, with her passage ^B7paid to ^Ego ^G#7 To the ^C#mland^F#7 where the Mi^Bssouri^G#7 and the ^C#Miss^C#7issippi ^F#flow So she ^Bsaid^F# good-bye to ^BErin, and next mor^B7ning at the ^Edawn^G#7 C#m F#7 B G#m C#m F# B G (key change) A poor broken hearted mother bid farewell to Noreen Bawn

Many ^Cyea^Grs that Mother ^Cwaited, till one morning^C7 at the ^Fdoor^A7 Stood a ^Dmgorgeous^G7 looking ^Clady,^A7 all ^Dgrand^D7 the clothes she ^Gwore Saying ^CMother^G don't you ^Cknow me, sure I've only^C7 got a ^Fcold^A7 Dm G7 C Am Dm G C G# (key change) But the purple spots upon her cheeks, the tragic story told

There's a ^C#graveyard^G# in Tir^C#connel, where the blossoms^C#7 sadly ^F#wave ^A#7 There's a ^D#mbroken ^G#7hearted ^C#Mother,^A#7 kneeling ^D#on a l^D#7onely ^G#grave Saying my ^C#Noreen^G# you are ^C#calling, its long years^C#7 since you've ^F#gone ^A#7 D#m G#7 C# A#m (N.C.) C# A B C# It was the curse of emigration, that laid you low my Noreen Bawn