Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nora, artist - Cyril Blake’s Calypso SerenadersAlbum song King of Calypso, in the genre РеггиDate of issue: 12.08.2015
Record label: Digital Gramophone
Song language: English
Nora |
| Ah, ah beg you to leave me, |
| Nora I going back to me country |
| Ah beg you to leave me, Nora, |
| I’m going back to me country |
| I tired with London, |
| I can’t hear the steelband beating in John john |
| I getting homesick and feeling sad, |
| I want my passage and I am going back Trinidad |
| So darling |
| (Nora, Nora, Nora) |
| Why don’t you leave Lord Kitchener? |
| (Nora, Nora, Nora) |
| I wanna go home and see me grandmother |
| (Nora, Nora, Nora) |
| Darling what is your intention |
| (Nora, Nora, Nora) |
| You can’t fool the lord, I’m a born Trinidadian |
| Yes, she started a-crying, |
| When she heard that Kitchy was leaving |
| These are the things the lady promised me, |
| A Rolls Royce and her father property |
| But I told her: «Well darling, |
| Money, no love doesn’t mean anything |
| I want to go home with no deceit, |
| I want to take up me duties in Vincent Street» |
| So darling |
| (Nora, Nora, Nora) |
| Why don’t you leave Lord Kitchener? |
| (Nora, Nora, Nora) |
| I wanna go home and see me grandmother |
| (Nora, Nora, Nora) |
| Darling what is your intention |
| (Nora, Nora, Nora) |
| You can’t fool the lord, I’m a born Trinidadian |
| Ah, Miss Nora was angry, |
| Take up a knife and threatened to kill me |
| Then she jump on me collar, |
| Stomping she feet and bawling for murder |
| But I told her quietly, |
| «Darling my mind is made up already |
| I’m very sorry I can’t remain |
| I’ve to go to the city of Port of Spain» |
| So darling |
| (Nora, Nora, Nora) |
| Why don’t you leave Lord Kitchener? |
| (Nora, Nora, Nora) |
| I wanna go home and see me grandmother |
| (Nora, Nora, Nora) |
| Darling what is your intention |
| (Nora, Nora, Nora) |
| You can’t fool the lord, I’m a born Trinidadian |
| Ah, Miss Nora was clever, |
| She played a trick on the Lord Kitchener |
| Me clothes in the laundry, |
| She had the ticket hidden secretly |
| But I use my discretion, |
| I pack me brig in leaving position |
| I wave my hand and told her «Ayo!» |
| And took the flying Dutchman to Piarco |
| So darling |
| (Nora, Nora, Nora) |
| Why don’t you leave Lord Kitchener? |
| (Nora, Nora, Nora) |
| I wanna go home and see me grandmother |
| (Nora, Nora, Nora) |
| Darling what is your intention |
| (Nora, Nora, Nora) |
| You can’t fool the lord, I’m a born Trinidadian |