I am a rambling Irishman
In Ulster I was born and
Many's the pleasant day I spent
'Round the shores of sweet Loch Erne
But to be poor I could not endure
Like others of my station
To Amerikay I sailed away
And left this Irish nation
Chorus (after each verse):
Rantin-de-na, tan-tin-de-na
Right antin-de-na in denandy
Rantin-de-na, tan-tin-de-na
Right antin-de-na in denandy
The night before he went away
I spent it with my darling
Three o'clock in the afternoon
'Til the break of day next morning
But when that we were going to part
We lay in each other's arms
To Amerikay he soon set sail
A journey with no charms
And when we reached the other side
We were both stout and healthy
We dropped the anchor in the bay
Going down to Philadelphi-ay
So let every lass drink to her lad
In blue jacket and white trousers
And let every lad drink to his lass
And take them as life spouses
I am a rambling Irishman
In Ulster I was born and
Many's the happy hours I spent
'Round the shores of sweet Loch Erne
But to be poor I could not endure
Like others of my station
To Amerikay I sailed away
And left this Irish nation
(Chorus 2x)
In Ulster I was born and
Many's the pleasant day I spent
'Round the shores of sweet Loch Erne
But to be poor I could not endure
Like others of my station
To Amerikay I sailed away
And left this Irish nation
Chorus (after each verse):
Rantin-de-na, tan-tin-de-na
Right antin-de-na in denandy
Rantin-de-na, tan-tin-de-na
Right antin-de-na in denandy
The night before he went away
I spent it with my darling
Three o'clock in the afternoon
'Til the break of day next morning
But when that we were going to part
We lay in each other's arms
To Amerikay he soon set sail
A journey with no charms
And when we reached the other side
We were both stout and healthy
We dropped the anchor in the bay
Going down to Philadelphi-ay
So let every lass drink to her lad
In blue jacket and white trousers
And let every lad drink to his lass
And take them as life spouses
I am a rambling Irishman
In Ulster I was born and
Many's the happy hours I spent
'Round the shores of sweet Loch Erne
But to be poor I could not endure
Like others of my station
To Amerikay I sailed away
And left this Irish nation
(Chorus 2x)