Lyricist: Dominic Behan/An Irish folk song   Composer: An Irish folk song


Carrickfergus

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 the sea is wide and I cannot swim over and neither have I wings to fly
If I could find 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
But I'll spend my days in endless roaming soft is the grass my bed is free
Ah to be back in Carrickfergus on that long road down to the sea

I'll spend my days in endless roaming soft is the grass my bed is free
But I'm sick now, and my days are numbered, come all ye young men and lay me down





Carrickfergus

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Lyricist: Dominic Behan/An Irish folk song   Composer: An Irish folk song


Carrickfergus

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 the sea is wide and I cannot swim over and neither have I wings to fly
If I could find 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
But I'll spend my days in endless roaming soft is the grass my bed is free
Ah to be back in Carrickfergus on that long road down to the sea

I'll spend my days in endless roaming soft is the grass my bed is free
But I'm sick now, and my days are numbered, come all ye young men and lay me down