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 he whispered, “Don't sigh 
I soon will have money 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."