"Muirsheen Durkin" lyrics

In the days I went a-courting, I was never tired resorting
To an alehouse or the playhouse and a-many's the house besides
So I told me brother Séamus, I'd be off now and grow famous
And before that I'd come back again I'd roam the whole world wide

So goodbye Muirsheen Durkin, I'm sick and tired of workin'
No more I'll dig the praties, no longer I'll be poor
For sure as me name is Barney, I'll be off to Californy
Instead of digging praties, I'll be diggin' lumps of gold

I've courted girls in Blarney, in Antrim and Killarney
In Passage and in Queenstown; that is the Cobh of Cork
Goodbye to all this pleasure, for I'm off to take me leasure
And the next time that you hear from me I'll write you from New York

So goodbye Muirsheen Durkin, I'm sick and tired of workin'
No more I'll dig the praties, no longer I'll be poor
For sure as me name is Barney, I'll be off to Californy
Instead of digging praties, I'll be diggin' lumps of gold

Goodbye to all theboys at home, I'm sailing far across the foam
To try and seek me fortune in far Americay
There's gold and money plenty for the poor and for the gentry
And when I come back home again I never more will stray

So goodbye Muirsheen Durkin, I'm sick and tired of workin'
No more I'll dig the praties, no longer I'll be poor
For sure as me name is Barney, I'll be off to Californy
Instead of digging praties, I'll be diggin' lumps of gold

Hey!

I'll get back to dear old Erin, spend me fortune never carin'
On the lassies and the porter in the pubs of Belfast town
I'll fill their heads with stories of the hardships and the glories
And one day soon perhaps I'll take a wife and settle down

So goodbye Muirsheen Durkin, I'm sick and tired of workin'
No more I'll dig the praties, no longer I'll be poor
For sure as me name is Barney, I'll be off to Californy
Instead of digging praties, I'll be diggin' lumps of gold