: (traditional Irish)
:
: I wish I was in Carrickfergus
: Only for nights in Bally Grant.
: I would swim over the deepest ocean,
: The deepest ocean to be by your side...
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: But the sea is wide
: And I cannot cross over,
: Have neither I the wings to fly.
: If I could find me a handsome boatman
: To ferry me over to my love and die...
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: My childhood days bring back sad reflections
: Of happy days I had so long ago.
: My boyhood friends and my own relations
: They've all passed away now like melting snow.
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: And I spend my days in endless roaming
: Soft is the grass, my bed is free
: Ah, to be back in Carrickfergus
: On that old long road down to the sea.
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: But in Kilkenny it is reported
: There're marble stones as black as ink.
: With gold and silver I would support her,
: But I'll sing no more now 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!.. Me days are over.
: Come all ye young lads, and lay me down!..
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| Lyrics for today... - Met , 06.01.2001 23:57 MSK |
