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 spent so long ago, My childhood 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 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