I wish I was in Carrickfergus, only for nights in
Ballygran
I would swim over the deepest ocean, the deepest ocean
for my love to find
But he sea is wide and I cannot swim over and neither
have I wings to fly
If I could f ind me a handsome boatman to ferry me over
to my love and die
My childhood days bring back sad reflections of happy
times I spent so long ago
My boyhood friends and my own relations have all passed
on now like melting snow
But I'll spend my days in endless roaming soft sit the
grass my bed is free
Ah to be back in Carrickfergus on that long road down to
the sea
And in Kilkenny it is reported there are marble stones as
black as ink
With gold and silver I would support her, but I'll sing
no more now till I get a drink
I'm drunk today and I'm seldom sober, a handsome rover
from town to town
Ah, but I'm sick now, my days are numbered so come all ye
young men and lay me down