I wish I was in Carrickfergus
Only for nights in Ballygrand
I would swim over the deepest ocean
Just to see my love before I die
But the sea is wide and I cannot swim over
Nor have I wings so I could fly
I wish I could meet a handsome boatman
To carry me over my love and I
In Kilkenny it is reported
On marble stones as black as ink
With gold and silver I did support her
But I'll sing no more till I've had a drink
Well I'm drunk today and I'm seldom sober
A handsome rover from town to town
But I am sick now my days are numbered
Come all you young men and lay me down
Come all you young men and lay me down
Carrickfergus was written by Traditional.
Carrickfergus was produced by Waddy Wachtel & Bryan Ferry & Steve Nye & Simon Puxley & Rick Marotta.