(Ирландская народная песня ) I wish I was in Carrickfergus Only for nights in Ballygran I would swim over the deepest ocean Only for nights in Ballygran. But the sea is wide and I cannot swim over And neither have I the wings to fly I wish I had a handsome boatman To ferry me over my love and I. Now in Kilkenny, it is reported On marble stones there as black as ink With gold and silver I would support her But I'll sing no more now till I get a drink I'm drunk today, and I'm seldom sober A handsome rover from town to town Ah, but I'm sick now my days are numbered Come all you young men and lay me down.