I wish I was in Carrickfergus only for nights in Ballygran
I would swim over the deepest ocean only for nights in Ballygran
But the sea is wide and I cannot swim over, and neither have I the wings to fly
I wish I had a handsome boatman to ferry me over my love and I
Now in Kilkenny, it is reported they have marble stones there 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 come all you young men and lay me down