Carrickfergus

I wish I was in Carrickfergus,

Only for nights in Ballygrand

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

Neither have I the wings to fly

If I could fine me a handsome boatman

To ferry me over, to my love and die



My childhood days bring back sad reflections

Of happy times spend long ago,

My childhood friends and my own reflections

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 now in Carrickfergus,

On that long road down to the sea



But I'll spend my days in endless roaming,

Soft is the grass, my bed is free.

But I am sick now and my days are numbered,

Come all you young men and lay me down