Rambling Irishman

Till the break of day next morning

But when that we were going to part

we lay in each others arms

You maybe sure very sure

It wounded both our charms

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The very first night I slept on board

I dreamt about my Nancy

I dreamt I held her in my arms

And she pleased well my fancy

But when I woke out of my dream

I found my bed was eimpty

You maybe sure, very sure

That I lay discontented

*chorus*

Wehn we arrived on the other side

We were both stout and healthy

We dropped our anchor in the bay

Going down to Philadelphia

But to live poor I could not endure

As others of my station

To American I sailed away

And left this Irish nation

*chorus*