Lyr Add: Little Three-Leaf Shamrock from Glenore

Subject: Lyr Add: LITTLE THREE-LEAF SHAMROCK FROM GLENORE
From: Jim Dixon
Date: 27 Jul 13 - 07:19 PM

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THREE-LEAF SHAMROCK FROM GLENORE
As sung by The McNulty Family

1. It was on Saint Patrick's cold and frosty morning,
As I tramped across the dark and dreary moor.
How well do I remember mother's warning
As she plucked the three-leaf shamrock from Glenore.

CHORUS: 'Tis the king of all the flowers in Killarney,
And the likes of it sure you never saw before.
It grows around the rocks of Irish blarney.
'Tis the little three-leaf shamrock from Glenore.

2. I crossed the deep and wide Atlantic Ocean
And I walked around the great American shore,
Yet I thought I ne'er saw anything more charming
Than the little three-leaf shamrock from Glenore.

3. Sure my mother's growing old and daily feeble
As she sits outside that little cabin door,
But her thoughts are daily, daily ever thinking
Of that little three-leaf shamrock from Glenore.

Subject: Lyr Add: THE FOUR LEAF SHAMROCK OF GLENORE
From: Jim Dixon
Date: 27 Jul 13 - 07:38 PM

From the sheet music at University of California, Berkeley:


THE FOUR LEAF SHAMROCK OF GLENORE
Words by J. McGovern; music by F. Lochner.
"Copyrighted, 1886, by Thomas Russell."

1. I remember it was on St. Patrick's morning,
As I homeward made my way across the moor,
Ev'ry thought of care and sorrow gaily scorning,
When I found my little shamrock of Glenore.

CHORUS: Then here's the king of flowers from Killarney,
A flower so fair we will never see more.
Its perfume is as sweet as Irish blarney,
My little four-leaf shamrock from Glenore.

2. My dear mother in her cottage watch was keeping,
And I often find her now as once of yore,
O'er the little flow'r of Erin silent weeping,
As she looks upon that shamrock of Glenore.

3. I will ever keep this flower for a token
Of a day passed in the land that I adore,
Of dear Eily, my colleen, whose faith unbroken
Is as fair as this green shamrock of Glenore.

4. Although hither I have come across the ocean,
And although I dwell so far from Erin's shore,
I will ne'er forget the land of my devotion
While I'm gazing on this shamrock of Glenore.

Subject: Lyr Add: THE FOUR-LEAF SHAMROCK FROM GLENNORE
From: Jim Dixon
Date: 27 Jul 13 - 11:15 PM

Another variant. Note the different spelling of "Glennore."

From the sheet music at University of California, Berkeley:


THE FOUR-LEAF SHAMROCK FROM GLENNORE
Composed by Thomas Clark. Arranged by John C. Sorg.
San Francisco: I.L.A. Brodersen & Co., ©1886.

1. It was on St. Patrick's cold and frosty morning.
I was treading home across the barren moor.
I remember well my poor old mother's warning
When I left my little shamrock in Glennore.

CHORUS: Then it's here's to the king of flowers from Killarney.
You may never see the likes of it no more.
Oh, it grew upon the rocks of Irish blarney.
It's my little four-leaf shamrock from Glennore.

2. Poor mother she was old and daily failing.
She would oft speak to me of the days of yore,
And never in my life of long duration
Found the equal of my shamrock from Glennore.

3. Now here's my joy, my little Irish token.
It's a treasure that I ever shall adore,
And never while away from old Killarney
Forget my little four-leaf shamrock from Glennore.