I wish I was in Carrickfegus, Only for nights in Ballygrant, I would swim ove' the deepest ocean, The deepest ocean, my love to find But the sea is wide and I can't swim over, And neither I have wings to fly. I wish I could meet a handsome boatsman, To ferry me over to my love and die.
Ah but in Kilkenny, it is reported, They have marble stones as black as ink. With gold and silver I did support her, But I'll sing no more until I get a drink. Im the drunk today and I'm seldom sober, A handsome rover from town to town. Ah, but I'm sick now, my days are numbered, Come all ye young lads and lay me down.
