I wish I was in Carrickfergus, only for nights in 
Ballygran
I would swim over the deepest ocean, the deepest ocean 
for my love to find
But he sea is wide and I cannot swim over and neither 
have I wings to fly
If I could f ind me a handsome boatman to ferry me over 
to my love and die

My childhood days bring back sad reflections of happy 
times I spent so long ago
My boyhood friends and my own relations have all passed 
on now like melting snow
grass my bed is free
Ah to be back 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 till I get a drink
I'm drunk today and I'm seldom sober, a handsome rover 
from town to town
Ah, but I'm sick now, my days are numbered so come all ye 
young men and lay me down