| Song | Ramblin' Irishman |
| Artist | Andy M. Stewart |
| Album | Donegal Rain |
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| 作词 : Traditional | |
| I am a ramblin’ | |
| Irishman It’s | |
| Ulster I was born in | |
| And manys the happy hour | |
| I spent On the banks of sweet | |
| Loch Erin | |
| Ah but to live poor | |
| I could not endure | |
| Like others of my station | |
| To America | |
| I sailed away | |
| And left this | |
| Irish nation | |
| Rie tan tah na nah tan tan na nah rie tan tan a noo tan a tan deh | |
| The night before | |
| I went away | |
| I spent it with my darlin | |
| From 2 o’clock in the afternoon | |
| Til the break of day next morning | |
| And when that we were going for to part | |
| We linked in each other’s arm | |
| And you may be sure, ah and very very sure | |
| It’s wounded both her charms | |
| Rie…. The very first night | |
| I spent on board | |
| I dreamt about my | |
| Nancy I dreamt | |
| I held her in my arms | |
| And it’s well she pleased my fancy | |
| Ah, but in the morning when | |
| I awoke And | |
| I found my bosom empty | |
| Ah you may be sure, and very very sure | |
| That I lay discontented | |
| Rie…. Ah but when we reached the other side | |
| We both stout and healthy | |
| We dropped our anchor in the bay | |
| Going down to | |
| Philadelphie | |
| Let every lass link with her lad | |
| Blue jacket and white trousers | |
| Let every lad link with his lass | |
| Blue petticoat and white blousers | |
| Tan tan na nah….. (repeat first verse…) |
| zuo ci : Traditional | |
| I am a ramblin' | |
| Irishman It' s | |
| Ulster I was born in | |
| And manys the happy hour | |
| I spent On the banks of sweet | |
| Loch Erin | |
| Ah but to live poor | |
| I could not endure | |
| Like others of my station | |
| To America | |
| I sailed away | |
| And left this | |
| Irish nation | |
| Rie tan tah na nah tan tan na nah rie tan tan a noo tan a tan deh | |
| The night before | |
| I went away | |
| I spent it with my darlin | |
| From 2 o' clock in the afternoon | |
| Til the break of day next morning | |
| And when that we were going for to part | |
| We linked in each other' s arm | |
| And you may be sure, ah and very very sure | |
| It' s wounded both her charms | |
| Rie. The very first night | |
| I spent on board | |
| I dreamt about my | |
| Nancy I dreamt | |
| I held her in my arms | |
| And it' s well she pleased my fancy | |
| Ah, but in the morning when | |
| I awoke And | |
| I found my bosom empty | |
| Ah you may be sure, and very very sure | |
| That I lay discontented | |
| Rie. Ah but when we reached the other side | |
| We both stout and healthy | |
| We dropped our anchor in the bay | |
| Going down to | |
| Philadelphie | |
| Let every lass link with her lad | |
| Blue jacket and white trousers | |
| Let every lad link with his lass | |
| Blue petticoat and white blousers | |
| Tan tan na nah.. repeat first verse |
| zuò cí : Traditional | |
| I am a ramblin' | |
| Irishman It' s | |
| Ulster I was born in | |
| And manys the happy hour | |
| I spent On the banks of sweet | |
| Loch Erin | |
| Ah but to live poor | |
| I could not endure | |
| Like others of my station | |
| To America | |
| I sailed away | |
| And left this | |
| Irish nation | |
| Rie tan tah na nah tan tan na nah rie tan tan a noo tan a tan deh | |
| The night before | |
| I went away | |
| I spent it with my darlin | |
| From 2 o' clock in the afternoon | |
| Til the break of day next morning | |
| And when that we were going for to part | |
| We linked in each other' s arm | |
| And you may be sure, ah and very very sure | |
| It' s wounded both her charms | |
| Rie. The very first night | |
| I spent on board | |
| I dreamt about my | |
| Nancy I dreamt | |
| I held her in my arms | |
| And it' s well she pleased my fancy | |
| Ah, but in the morning when | |
| I awoke And | |
| I found my bosom empty | |
| Ah you may be sure, and very very sure | |
| That I lay discontented | |
| Rie. Ah but when we reached the other side | |
| We both stout and healthy | |
| We dropped our anchor in the bay | |
| Going down to | |
| Philadelphie | |
| Let every lass link with her lad | |
| Blue jacket and white trousers | |
| Let every lad link with his lass | |
| Blue petticoat and white blousers | |
| Tan tan na nah.. repeat first verse |