Norah, the Pride of Kildare.As beauteous as Flora is charming young Norah,The joy of my heart and the Pride of Kildare,I ne’er will deceive her, for sadly ’twould grieve her,To find that I sigh’d for another less fair.Chorus.Her heart with truth teeming, her eye with smiles beaming,What mortal could injure a blossom so fair.Oh, Norah, dear Norah, the Pride of Kildare.Where e’er I may be, love, I’ll ne’er forget thee, love,Though beauties may smile and try to ensnare,Yet nothing shall ever, my heart from thine sever,Dear Norah, sweet Norah, the Pride of Kildare.
As beauteous as Flora is charming young Norah,The joy of my heart and the Pride of Kildare,I ne’er will deceive her, for sadly ’twould grieve her,To find that I sigh’d for another less fair.Chorus.Her heart with truth teeming, her eye with smiles beaming,What mortal could injure a blossom so fair.Oh, Norah, dear Norah, the Pride of Kildare.Where e’er I may be, love, I’ll ne’er forget thee, love,Though beauties may smile and try to ensnare,Yet nothing shall ever, my heart from thine sever,Dear Norah, sweet Norah, the Pride of Kildare.
As beauteous as Flora is charming young Norah,The joy of my heart and the Pride of Kildare,I ne’er will deceive her, for sadly ’twould grieve her,To find that I sigh’d for another less fair.Chorus.Her heart with truth teeming, her eye with smiles beaming,What mortal could injure a blossom so fair.Oh, Norah, dear Norah, the Pride of Kildare.Where e’er I may be, love, I’ll ne’er forget thee, love,Though beauties may smile and try to ensnare,Yet nothing shall ever, my heart from thine sever,Dear Norah, sweet Norah, the Pride of Kildare.
As beauteous as Flora is charming young Norah,The joy of my heart and the Pride of Kildare,I ne’er will deceive her, for sadly ’twould grieve her,To find that I sigh’d for another less fair.
As beauteous as Flora is charming young Norah,
The joy of my heart and the Pride of Kildare,
I ne’er will deceive her, for sadly ’twould grieve her,
To find that I sigh’d for another less fair.
Chorus.
Her heart with truth teeming, her eye with smiles beaming,What mortal could injure a blossom so fair.Oh, Norah, dear Norah, the Pride of Kildare.
Her heart with truth teeming, her eye with smiles beaming,
What mortal could injure a blossom so fair.
Oh, Norah, dear Norah, the Pride of Kildare.
Where e’er I may be, love, I’ll ne’er forget thee, love,Though beauties may smile and try to ensnare,Yet nothing shall ever, my heart from thine sever,Dear Norah, sweet Norah, the Pride of Kildare.
Where e’er I may be, love, I’ll ne’er forget thee, love,
Though beauties may smile and try to ensnare,
Yet nothing shall ever, my heart from thine sever,
Dear Norah, sweet Norah, the Pride of Kildare.