Brave Larry went up to his darling
To bid her a speedy good bye
When bound where the cannon was snarling
The fortunes of battle to try
"Sweet Norah," he said, “Don’t be weeping
I soon will come back to your side
With all your fond love in my keeping;
And make you my beautiful bride Norah
And make you my beautiful bride."

A thousand times Larry did kiss her
Before he was willing to go
For now he just felt how he'd miss her
When fronting the ranks of the foe
My heart will be ever the same dear
So Norah hе whispered, “Don't sigh
I soon will have monеy and fame dear;
And then a nice farm we will buy
Norah, And then a nice farm we will buy."

Fair Norah through teardrops was blushing
And spoke between sobbings and sighs
As backward her glossy curls pushing
She timidly looked in his eyes
"Dear Larry, you say that you're going
To wed when you come from the war
I'm afraid you'll be killed, there's no knowing
Now could we not marry before, Larry
Now could we not marry before?"
Now Larry, how could he refuse her
He saw that he might as well wed
For if he was killed he would lose her
So unto fair Norah he said:
"Mavourneen its truth you've been saying
And where there's a will there's a way
I see there's no use in delaying
I'll wed you this very same day, Norah!
I'll wed you this very same day."