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Carrickfergus (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

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I wish i was in carrickfergus
Only for nights in ballygrand
I would swim over the deepest ocean
Just to see my love before i die
But the sea is wide and i cannot swim over
Nor have i wings so i could fly
I wish i could meet a handsome boatman
To carry me over my love and i
In kilkenny it is reported
On marble stones as black as ink
With gold and silver i did support her
But i´ll sing no more till i´ve had a drink
Well i´m drunk today and i´m seldom sober
A handsome rover from town to town
But i am sick now my days are numbered
Come all you young men and lay me down
Come all you young men and lay me down

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Carrickfergus (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

I wish i was in carrickfergus
Where the castle looks out to sea.
I would swim over the deepest ocean
For my love to be with me.
But the sea is wide and i can not swim over
Nor have i the wings to fly
I wish i had a handsome boatman,
To ferry me over, my love and i.

I wish i was in the land of arak,
Where the mountains reach the sea.
Where flowers blossom as i do remember.
Where my true love came to me.
But the sea is wide and i can not swim over.
Nor have i the wings to fly.
Ahh to be back now in carrickfergus
To be together .. my love and i.
To be together .. my love and i.

I wish i was in carrickfergus,
To be together my love and i.

I wish i was back home again.

Carrickfergus (Letra)

Bryan Ferry

Bryan Ferry

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

I wished i had you in carrickfergus,
Only for nights in ballygrand,
I would swim over the deepest ocean,
The deepest ocean to be by your side.

But the sea is wide and i can’t swim over
And neither have i wings to fly.
I wish i could find me a handy boatman
To ferry me over to my love and die.

My childhood days bring back sad reflections
Of happy days so long ago.
My boyhood friends and my own relations.
Have all passed on like the melting snow.

So i’ll spend my days in endless roving,
Soft is the grass and my bed is free.
Oh to be home now in carrickfergus,
On the long road down to the salty sea.

And in kilkenny it is reported
On marble stone there as black as ink,
With gold and silver i did support her
But i’ll sing no more now till i get a drink.

I’m drunk today and i’m rarely sober,
A handsome rover from town to town.
Oh but i am sick now and my days are numbered
Come all ye young men and lay me down.