Farewell to Carlingford - The Irish Rovers

When I was young and in my prime

And could wander wild and free

There was always a longing in my heart

To follow the call of sea

So I’ll sing farewell to Carlingford

And farewell to Greenore

I’ll think of both day and night

Until I return once more

Until I return once more

On all of the stormy seven seas

I have sailed before the mast

But on every voyage I ever made

I swore it would be my last

Now I have a girl called Mary Doyle

And she lives in Greenore

And the foremost thought was in her mind

To keep me safe on the shore

Now a landsman’s life is all his own

He can go or he can stay

But when the sea gets in your blood

When she calls you must obey