From Derry quay we sailed away
 On the twenty-third of May
 We were taken on board by a pleasant crew
 Bound for Amerikay
 Fresh water then we did take on
 Five thousand gallons or more
 In case we'd run short going to New York
 Far away from the shamrock shore
 
 Then fare thee well, sweet Liza dear
 And likewise unto Derry town
 And twice farewell to my comrades brave
 That dwell on that sainted ground
 If fame or fortune shall favour me
 And I to have money in store
 I'll go back and I'll wed the wee lassie I left
 On Paddy's green shamrock shore
 
 At twelve o'clock we came in sight
 Of famous Mullin Head
 And Innistrochlin to the right stood out
 On the ocean's bed
 A grander sight ne'er met my eyes
 Than e'er I saw before
 Than the sun going down 'twixt sea and sky
 Far away from the shamrock shore
 
 We sailed three weeks, we were all seasick
 Not a man on board was free
 We were all confined unto our bunks
 And no-one to pity poor me
 No father kind nor mother dear
 To lift up my head, which was sore
 Which made me think more on the lassie I left
 On Paddy's green shamrock shore
 
 We safely reached the other side
 After fifteen and twenty days
 We were taken as passengers by a man
 And led round in six different ways
 Then each of us drank a parting glass
 In case we'd meet no more
 And we drank a health to old Ireland
 And Paddy's green shamrock shore