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