Muirsheen Durkin Colm O'Loughlin, orig. tune 'Cailini Deas Mhuigheo' In the days I went a-courtin' I was never tired resortin' To the ale house or the play house or many a house besides. I told me brother Seamus I'd go off and go right famous And before I return again I'd roam the world wide Chorus: So goodbye Muirsheen Durkin, I'm sick and tired of working No more I'll dig for praties, no longer I'll be fooled. As sure as me name is Carney, I'll go off to California Where instead of diggin' praties I'll be diggin' lumps of gold I've courted girls in Blarney, in Kanturk and in Killarney In Passage and in Queenstown, that is now the Cobh of Cork. So goodbye to all this pleasure, for I'm going to take me leisure And next time you will hear from me, will be a letter from New York. Goodbye to all the boys at home, I'm sailing far across the foam, To try and make my fortune in far Amerikay There's gold and money plenty for the poor and for the gentry And when I come back again, I never more will stray.

© 2005 Jonathan Ramsey Irish Music Productions