When I was young and in my prime And could wander wild and free
There was always a longing in my mind To follow the call of the sea

So I´ll sing farewell to Carlingford and farewell to Greenore
And I´ll think of you both day and night
Till I return once more, till I return once more

On all of the stormy seven seas I have sailed before the mast
And on every voyage I ever made I swore it would be my last

Now, I had a girl called Mary Doyle And she lived in Greenore
And the foremost thought that was in her mind
Was to keep me safe onshore

Now, the landsman´s life is all his own He can go or he can stay
But when the sea gets in your blood When she calls you must obey