Carrickfergus - Celtic Woman

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 wings to fly

If I could find me a handsome boatsman

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

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