Johnny Mcevoy Muirsheen Durkin
In[C] the days I went a [G]courtin', I was never tired
re[C]sortin'
To the alehouse and the[G] playhouse or many a house
be[C]side,
I told me brother[G] Seamus l'd go off and go right
[C]famous
And before l'd[G] return again l'd roam the world[C]
wide.
Chorus:
So goodbye Muirsheen Durkin, l'm sick and tired of
working,
No more I'll dig the praties, no longer I'll be fool.
For as sure as me name is Carney
I'll be 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 the Cobh of Cork.
But goodbye to all this pleasure, for l'm going to take
me leisure
And the next time you will hear from me
Will be a letter from New York,
Goodbye to all the boys at home, l'm sailing far across
the foam
To try to make me fortune in far America,
For there's s gold and money plenty for the poor and
gentry
And when I come back again I never more will stray
