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noreen bawn | guitar chord и Mp3

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Received: from animal-farm.nevada.edu by redrock.nevada.edu (5.65c/M1.4) with SMTP id ; Fri, 25 Jun 1993 11:47:57 -0700Received: from sulu.orl.mmc.com by animal-farm.nevada.edu id ; Fri, 25 Jun 1993 11:47:55 -0700Message-Id: Received: by sulu.orl.mmc.com (1.37.109.4/16.2) id AA13726; Fri, 25 Jun 93 14:47:06 -0400From: Wes Jester Subject: ?IRISH//Noreen_Bawn.crdTo: jamesb@animal-farm.nevada.edu (jamesb@nevada.edu)Date: Fri, 25 Jun 93 14:47:04 EDTMailer: Elm [revision: 70.85] Noreen Bawn CAPO 2/3 G G6 G G+ C E7AM There`s a spot in old Tirconnel, there`s a wee house in the glen, D7 G G7 G C CM G Where dwelt an Irish colleen, who inspired the hearts of men, C E7 AM She was winsome, fair and hearty, shy and graceful as the fawn, D9 D7 G D7 G Neighbors loved the widows daughter, happy, laughing Noreen Bawn. Then one day there came a letter, with her passage paid to go, To the land where the Missouri and the Mississippi flowed, So she said good-bye to Erin, and next morning at the dawn, A poor broken hearted mother bid farewell to Noreen Bawn. Many years that Mother waited, till one morning at the door, Stood a gorgeous looking lady, all grand the clothes she wore, Saying Mother don`t you know me, sure I`ve only got a cold, But the purple spots upon her cheeks, the tragic story told. There`s a graveyard in Tirconnel, where the blossoms sadly wave, There`s a broken hearted Mother, knelling on a lonely grave, Saying my Noreen you are calling, its long years since you`ve gone, It was the curse of immigration, that laid you low my Noreen Bawn.

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