Sung by: Almeda Riddle
Recorded in Miller, AR 8/21/59
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And my ship is safely anchored in the bay,
And before tomorrow's sun
You will hear the signal gun.
So be ready--it will take us far away.
"Come, oh, come to my arms, Nola darling,
Bid your friends in dear old Ireland goodbye,
For I know we will be blessed
In that free land of the West,
Living happily together, you and I."
"I would gladly go with you, Barney darling,
But the reason I have often told you.
It will break my mother's heart
If from me she has to part,
And I go roaming with Barney McCoy."
"I am going far away, Nola darling,
Just as sure as there's a God whom you adore,
And remember what I say:
If it's 'til the judgment day,
You will never see your Barney anymore."
Also found in Randolph, Vol. IV, #776; Brown, Vol. II, #113.