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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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The deepest ocean, my love to find |
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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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If I could find me a handsome boatman |
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To ferry me over my love and I |
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My childhood days bring back sweet reflections |
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The happy times I spent so long ago |
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My boyhood friends and kind relations |
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Have all past on now like melting snow |
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I'll spend my da - ys an endless rover |
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Soft is the grass and sure, my bed is free |
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Oh but to be back, in carrickfergus |
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To strike that lonely road, down by 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 til 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'm sick now my days are numbered |
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Come all ye young men and lay me down |
