11 acessos
I am a rambling Irishman
In Ulster I was born in
And many's the happy hour I spent
By the banks of sweet Lough Erne
For to live poor I could not endure
Like others of my station
To America I sailed away
And left this Irish nation
Rite tan tan nana, tan tan nana
Rite tan tan nan ooran nan nandy (2x)
The night before we went on board
I spent it with my darling
From 4 o'clock in the afternoon
Till the break of day next morning
But when that we were going to part
we fell in each others' arms
You may be sure and very sure
It wounded both our charms
The first night that we spent on board
I dreamed about my Nancy
I dreamed I held her in my arms
And well she pleased my fancy
But when I woke out of my dream
And found my bosom empty
You may be sure and very sure
That I lay discontented
When we arrived on the other side
We were both stout and healthy
We dropped our anchor in the bay
Going down to Philadelphia
Let every lad link with his lass
Blue jacket and white trousers
Let every lass link with her lad
Blue petticoat and white flounces