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Patrick o' Carrickfergus (repost)

*You were the only man i had always wanted to see

Walking down the road to the sea

Swaggering in your new jacket

Looking for fellas to bracket*

 

*In Carrickfergus they called you a robber

To me you were a handsome rover

Beautiful green eyes as the rolling hills

Your happy thoughts into me you had instilled*

 

*In Belfast you smuggled your hopes and fears

Slainté! You danced pints of beer away

Alas! They did not see your tears

You were on your own finding your way*

 

*My old friend, my sad handsome friend Patrick...

Alone you sang your weary songs and turned sick

I cried bitterly, nobody to lay you down

Summer,and you had no wheat to sow*

 

*Ah! You were so handsome and young

During summer days you smiled and cheered me up in my den

Calling out your name,i screamt at the top of my lungs.

You were gone....gone...you would never answer again*

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galman-frederick-ferguson
Irish
Published
Jul 11, 2011
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