Nora Daly

Lyrics

‘Twas just near Milltown Malbay not a thousand miles from Galway
And I was young and merry on the breezy hills of Clare
I met a colleen comely who has winsome ways and homely
Driving on her donkey cart, a-going to the fair

‘Twas bright and pleasant weather and the furze and bloomong heather
Filled my mind with gladness in the bright and pleasant air
And my heart felt ten times lighter and my mind felt ten times brighter
A meeting with that sweet colleen, a-going to the fair

Now, the donkey up went airy with a sudden wild vagary
And gave this pretty mountain lass a very dreadful scare
Her heart was in a flutter as she feared her eggs and butter
On the road way would be scattered, before she reached the fair

Said she “I’m Nora Daly from the parish of Killmaley
My father, he’s a farmer and the crossest man in Clare
If he saw you here beside me, I’m in dread that he would chide me
Please get down and walk a bit before we reach the fair”

I reluctantly obeyed her for I couldn’t have have gain sayed her
As visions of her father with a fierce and angry glare
Before me quickly stared so from her I sadly parted
As she took my heart along with her a-going to the fair

At the four-mile-stone, I met her and within my heart I’ll set her
And treasure her sweet memories in my wanderings everywhere
And for oft in exile dreaming, I can see her blue eyes gleaming
As they beamed upon me long ago a-going to the fair

After years abroad sojourning and my heart still brightly burning
I sought for her and married her and settled down in Clare
And I oft times do remind her of times long left behind her
I met her on the donkey cart a-going to the fair

Said she “I’m Nora Daly from the parish of Killmaley
My father he’s a farmer and the crossest man in Clare
If he saw you here beside me, I’m in dread that he would chide me
Please get down and walk a bit before we reach the town”

Clare 1

Songs of Clare


Notes



County

Clare

Song Themes

Irish women

Songwriter