2) Lyrics:
There's a pretty spot in Ireland
Where a little cottage stands,
A rustic home I cherish, with a pride,
It's old fashioned, rough and dingy,
And was built by honest hands;
But what a lovely jewel shines inside.
It's not a costly jewel that the wealth of gold could buy,
But a warm hearted lassie with fond lovelight in her eye,
Oh, my heart it grows impatient, and I have no piece of mind,
For I long to see the girl I left behind.
chorus:
A little brown cot,
A shady green spot,
No happier home I find;
My heart's fairly gone,
I love only one,
She's the girl I left behind.
When I first met charming Norah,
It was on a summer's night,
With all the lads and lassies on the green,
'Twas the same old tale repeated,
I was captured at first sight;
For in my eyes she looked an ideal queen,
The piper with his merry tunes, what joy he did impart,
But the notes of her sweet voice voice, they struck a chord within my heart,
In my dreams I see a vision of a face so good and kind,
For I long to see the girl I left behind.