now the ship it sails in half an hour to cross the broad atlantic me friends are standing on the quay in grief and sorrow frantic i m just about to sail away on the good ship dan o leary the anchor s weighed and the gangway s up i m leaving tipperary so goodbye mick and goodbye pat and goodbye kate and mary the anchor s weighed and the gangway s up i m leaving tipperary and now the steam is rising up i have no more to say i m bound for new york city boys three thousand miles away in my old kitbag here i have cabbage spuds and bacon isn t that the finest fare and is your belly aching if the ship its starts to pitch and toss i ll left very quickly i ll pack me bundle on me back and i ll walk to new york city so goodbye mick and goodbye pat and goodbye kate and mary the anchor s weighed and the gangway s up i m leaving tipperary and now the steam is rising up i have no more to say i m bound for new york city boys three thousand miles away those yankee girls will sure love me of course i m speculatin i ll oil them well with liquor boys and they ll love the way i m treatin i m as deep in love with molly burke an ass is fond of clover when i get there i ll send for her that s if she will come over so goodbye mick and goodbye pat and goodbye kate and mary the anchor s weighed and the gangway s up i m leaving tipperary and now the steam is rising up i have no more to say i m bound for new york city boys three thousand miles away so goodbye mick and goodbye pat and goodbye kate and mary the anchor s weighed and the gangway s up i m leaving tipperary and now the steam is rising up i have no more to say i m bound for new york city boys three thousand miles away