Rambling Irishman

I am a rambling Irishman
In Ulster I was born in
Where many's happy hour 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 well she pleased well my fancy
But when I woke out of my dream
I found my bosom was empty
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
Where every lad linked with his lass
Blue jacket and white trousers
And every lass linked with her lad
White petticoat and white flounces
*chorus*