I wish I was in Carrickfergus

Only for nights in Ballygrant


I would swim over the deepest ocean

Only for nights in Ballygrant.



But the sea is wide, and I can't swim over

Neither have I wings to fly

If I could find me a handsome boatman

To ferry me over to my love and die.



Now in Kilkenny, it is reported

They've marble stones there as black as ink

With gold and silver I would transport her

But I'll sing no more now, till I get a drink



I'm drunk today, but I'm seldom sober

A handsome rover from town to town

Ah, but I am sick now, my days are over

Come all you young lads and lay me down.



I wish I was in Carrickfergus

Only for nights in Ballygrant.

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