i wish i was in carrickfergus only for nights in ballygrand i would swim over the deepest ocean the deepest ocean for my love to find but the sea is wide and i cannot swim over neither have i wings to fly if i could find me a handsome boatsman to ferry me over to my love and die my childhood days bring back sad reflections of happy times spent so long ago my childhood friends and my own relations have all passed on now like melting snow but i ll spend my days in endless roaming soft is the grass my bed is free ah to be back now in carrickfergus on that long road down to the sea i ll spend my days in endless roaming soft is the grass my bed is free but i am sick now and my days are numbered come all you young men and lay me down