Goodbye, Muirsheen Durkin (traditional)

(Chorus) Goodbye Muirsheen Durkin, I'm sick and tired of workin' No more, I'll dig the praties and no longer, I'll be fooled As sure as me name is Carney, I'll be off to Californy Where instead of diggin' praties, I'll be diggin' lumps of gold

In the days I went a-courtin', I was never tired resortin' To an alehouse or a playhouse and many's the house beside But I told me brother Seamus, I'd go off and be right famous And I'd never would return again till I'd roam the world wide

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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 me 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

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Goodbye to all the girls at home, I'm going far across the foam To try and make me fortune in far Americay There's gold and jewels in plenty for the poor and for the gentry And when I return again I never more will say

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