"The Rambling Irishman" lyrics

"The Rambling Irishman"

I am a rambling Irishman
In Ulster I was born in
And many's the pleasant day I spent
Round the shores of sweet Lough Erin
For to be poor I could not endure
Like others of my station
To Americay I sailed away
And left this Irish nation

Rye tan tin a na, tan tin a na
Rye tan tin a nore in a nandy
Rye tan tin a na, tan tin a na
Rye tan tin a nore in a nandy

The night before I went away
I spent it with my darling
Three o'clock in the afternoon
Till the break of day next morning
But when that we were going to part
We linked in eachother's arms
For Americay we soon set sail
A journey without no charms

Rye tan tin a na, tan tin a na
Rye tan tin a nore in a nandy
Rye tan tin a na, tan tin a na
Rye tan tin a nore in a nandy

And when we reached the other side
We were both stout and healthy
We dropped our anchor in the bay
Goin' down for Philadelphi
So let every lass drink to her lad
In blue jacket and white trousers
And let every lad drink to his lass
And take them as life's spouses

Rye tan tin a na, tan tin a na
Rye tan tin a nore in a nandy
Rye tan tin a na, tan tin a na
Rye tan tin a nore in a nandy


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