Muirsheen Durkin

In the days I went a courtin' I was never tired resortin'
 To an ale-house or a playhouse and many's the house besides
 But I told me brother Seamus I'd go off and be right famous
 And I never would return again 'til I roamed the world wide
 Goodbye Muirsheen Durkin sure I'm sick and tired of working
 No more I'll dig the praties and no longer I'll be fooled
 As sure's me name is Carney I'll be off to California
 Where instead of diggin' praties I'll be diggin' lumps of gold
 I've courted girls in Blarney, in Kanturk and in Killarney
 In Passage and in Queenstown, that is the Cobh of Cork
 Goodbye to all this pleasure I'll be off to take me leisure
 And the next time that you hear from me, will be a letter from New York
 So it's Goodbye Muirsheen Durkin I'm sick and tired of working
 No more I'll dig the praties and no longer I'll be fooled
 As sure's me name is Carney I'll be off to California
 Where instead of diggin' praties I'll be diggin' lumps of gold
 Goodbye to the girls at home I'm going far across the foam
 To try and make me fortune in far Amerikay
 There's gold and jewels and plenty for the poor and for the gentry
 And when I return again I never more will say
 Goodbye Muirsheen Durkin sure I'm sick and tired of working
 No more I'll dig the praties and no longer I'll be fooled
 As sure's me name is Carney I'll be off to California
 Where instead of diggin' praties I'll be diggin' lumps of gold