| I wish I was in Carrickfergus
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| Only for nights in Ballygrand
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| I would swim over the deepest ocean
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| Only for nights in Ballygrand
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| But the sea is wide and I cannot swim over
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| And neither have I the wings to fly
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| I wish I had a handsome boatsman
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| To ferry me over my love and I
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| (This verse is only sung on the «40 years «cd)
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| My childhood days bring back sad reflections
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| Of happy times there spent so long ago
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| My boyhood friends and my own relations
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| Have all past on now with the melting snow
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| So I’ll spend my days in this endless roving
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| Soft is the grass and shore, my bed is free
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| Oh to be home now in carrickfergus
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| On the long rode down to the salty sea
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| Now in Kilkenny it is reported
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| On marble stone there as black as ink
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| With gold and silver I would support her
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| But I’ll sing no more now til I get a drink
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| Cause I’m drunk today and I’m seldom sober
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| A handsome rover from town to town
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| Ah but I’m sick now my days are numbered
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| Come all me young men and lay me down
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| Come all me young men and lay me down |