FAREWELL TO CARLINGFORD



When I was young and in my prime,

And could wander wild and free,

There was always a longing in my mind,

To follow the call of the sea...



So I'll sing farewell to Carlingford

And farewell to Greenore

And I'll think of you 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,

And on every voyage I ever made,

I swore it would be my last...



And I had a girl called Mary Doyle

And she lived in Greenore,

And the foremost thought in my mind

Was to keep me safe onshore...



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...



@sailor @parting

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