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I am a rambling Irishman
In Ulster I was born
And many happy hours I spent
On the banks of sweet Lough Erin
But to live poor I could not endure
As other of my station
To America I sailed away
And left this Irish nation
*chorus*
Ry tan tin-a-na, tan tin-a-na
Ry tan tin-a-noora nandy
Ry tan tin-a-na, tan tin-a-na
Ry tan tin-a-noora nandy
*all other verses same*
The night before I went away
I spent it with my darling
>From 3 oclock in the afternoon
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
*chorus*
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*
When 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*
I am a rambling Irishman In Ulster I was born And many happy hours I spent On the banks of sweet Lough Erin But to live poor I could not endure As other of my station To America I sailed away And left this Irish nation *chorus* Ry tan tin-a-na, tan tin-a-na Ry tan tin-a-noora nandy Ry tan tin-a-na, tan tin-a-na Ry tan tin-a-noora nandy *all other verses same* The night before I went away I spent it with my darling >From 3 oclock in the afternoon 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 *chorus* 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* When 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*
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