I wish I was in Carrickfergus
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Only for nights in Ballygran
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I would swim over the deepest ocean
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The deepest ocean for my love to find
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But the sea is wide and I cannot swim over
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And nor have I the wings to fly
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If I could find me a lonesome boatman
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To ferry me over my love and I
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My childhood days bring back sad reflections
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Of happy time I spent so long ago
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My boyhood friends and my own relations
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Have all passed on now like the melted snow
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So IĄŻll spend my days in endless roving
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Soft is the grass my bed is free
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Ah, to be home now in Carrickfergus
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On that long road down to the sea
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And 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 till I get a drink
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For 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 am sick now my days are numbered
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Come all ye young men and lay me down
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Carrickfergus
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| Celtic Thunder |
