Текст песни Carrickfergus - Jim McCann
                                                    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
 
                                    
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