Seldom Sober - Lyrics - Paddy Goes To Holyhead

Oh, sing a song for ireland my young love said to me The hills of Connemara, banks of my lovely Lee So I tuned up my fiddle in the town of Ballybay Oh sing for me and think of me she mournfully did say Sure I′m an Ulster Orangeman from Erin′s Isle I came Pure old Dicey Riley I′m still haunted by your name I am a little beggarman and beggin′ I have been In Dr. Johnson′s motorcar I′ll take you home Kathleen [chorus:] I′ve been a wild rover and I′ve been seldom sober Drank many a pint topped up with foam I tramped the world over from Brisbane to Dover But I long to be back home Limerick you′re a lady in the merry month of may As I rode out to Galway-Town me heart is growing grey If I were King of Ireland and all thing at my will I followed Captain Farrell and young Eamonn of the hill A long way to Tipparary a long way from Clare to here Now I curse the time it takes to reach my Cavan girl so fair Tis of a brave young highwayman this story I will tell You may talk and write and boast about and bid your last farewell [chorus]