Ronan Keating (羅南)
Lyricist: Composer:
Carrickfergus
I Wish I was in Carrickfergus
Only for nights in Ballygran
I would swim over the deepest ocean,
The deepest ocean to be by your side.
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
If 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 roving，
Soft sit the grass my bed is free
Oh to be home now in Carrickfergus，
On the long road down to the salty sea.
And in Kilkenny it is reported
On marble stone as black as ink，
With gold and silver I did support her
But I’ll sing no more now till I get a drink.
For I’m drunk today and I’m rarely sober，
A handsome rover from town to town.
Oh but I am sick now and my days are numbered
so come on ye young men and lay me down.