And fair thee well to Ireland
Land of my native home
Breaks my heart for to see friends part
It's then the teardrops fall
On my way to America
Will I ever see home once more
I'm leaving behind the one I love
Paddy's green shamrock shore

The ship she lies in anchor
Standing by the quay
My fortune bright shine down each night
As we sail out over the sea
Many ships have been lost many lives it cost
On the journey that lies before
With a tear in my eye I am bidding goodbye
To Paddy's green shamrock shore

My parets and friends, they wave till the end
Till I could see 'em no more
And I