I wish I was in Carrighfergus,
I would swim over the deepest ocean,
Only for nights in Ballygrant
Only for nights in Ballygrant.
But the sea is wide, and I can't get over. And neither have I wings to fly,
Oh, if I could find me a handsome boatsman
To ferry me over to my love and die.
Now in Kilkenny, it is reported, They've marble stones there as black as ink
But I'll sing no more now, till I get a drink.
With gold and silver I would transport her I'm drunk today, but then I'm seldom sober.
Oh oh, but I am sick now, my days are over, Come all you young lads and lay me down. I wish I was in Carrighfergus,
A handsome rover from town to town. Only for nights in Ballygran.
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