Carrickfergus - Orla Fallon

I wish I was in Carrickfergus

Only for nights in Ballygrand

I would swim over the deepest ocean

The deepest ocean for my love to find

But the sea is wide and I can’t swim over

And neither have I wings to fly

If I could find me a handsome boatsman

To ferry me over to my love and die

My childhood days bring back sad reflections

Of happy times spent so long ago

My childhood friends and my own relations

Have all passed on now like melting snow

But I’ll spend my days in endless roaming

Soft is the grass, my bed is free

Ah, to be back now in Carrickfergus

On that long road down to the sea

And in Kilkenny, it is reported

There are marble stones as black as ink

With gold and silver I would support her

But I’ll sing no more now 'til I get a drink

I’m drunk today, but then I’m seldom sober

A handsome rover from town to town

But I am sick now, and my days are numbered

So, come all you young men and lay me down