Images Of Ireland



I wish I was in Carrickfergus
Only for nights in Ballygrand
I would swim over the deepest ocean
For my love to find

But the sea is wide and I cannot cross over
And neither have I the wings to fly
I wish I could find a handsome boatsman
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 is the grass, my bed is free.
Ah, to be back now in Carrickfergus
On that long road down to the sea.

But in Kilkenny, it is reported
In marble stones there as black as ink
With gold and silver I would support her
But I'll sing no more 'till I get a drink.

For 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
Come all you young men and lay me down.




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Revised: July 28, 2002.