Chords Could be D and A. It seems livelier in D. C G C In the days I went a courtin', I was never tired resortin' I've courted girls of Blarney, in Kantark and in Killarney Goodbye to all the girls at home, l'm sailing far across the foam G C to an ale house or a play house, And many's a house besides In Passage and in Queenstown, that is the Cobh of Cork For To make me fortune in far Americay, G C So I told me brother Seamus, I'd sail off and be right famous, But goodbye to all this pleasure, for l'm going to take me leisure There's gold and jewels a-plenty, For the poor and for the gentry G C And I never would return again, Un-til I roamed the worldwide. And the next time you will hear from me Will be a letter from New York, And when I ret-urn again, I ne-ver more will say. Chorus Goodbye, Muirsheen Durkin,Sure I'm sick and tired of workin' No more I'll dig your praties, And no longer I'll be poor Fer As sure as me name is Carney, I'll be off to Californee Where instead of digging praties, I'll be digging lumps of gold
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