Mary Celestia Parler;
November 5, 1954
Reel 213, Item 7
I'm going far away, Nora darling,
To a land that's far across the stormy blue,
And it's lonesome I will be
If you fail to go with me,
For there'll never be another one like you.
I would go with you, Barney darling,
But the reason that I give you is no toy,
It would break my mother's heart
If from her I was to part
And go roaming with you, Barney McCoy.
I have talked to your mother, Nora darling,
So deal your friends and deal old Ireland good-bye,
She will sail across the foam
When we find another home
In that wonderful new land by and by.
Then I'll go with you, Barney darling,
For the news you bring has filled my heart with joy,
And I know that I'll be blest
In that dear land of the West,
Living happy with you, Barney McCoy.
Oh, then come to my arms, Nora darling,
For the ship is now at anchor in the bay,
And before tomorrow's sun
We will hear the signal gun
Of the vessel that will carry us away.
Oh, God bless you, my dear Barney darling;
You will always be my treasure and my joy,
And wherever you may go
I'll go with you, for I know
I will always love you, Barney McCoy.
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