Irish traditional song lyrics — collected by Beer Belly Band.
Well my name my friends is Lucky O’ Byrne
And I’ve come to say I’ve just arrived
Left the Emerald Shore back in ’75
And I’ve God to thank that I’m still alive
The potatoes had blight, we’d landlords to pay,
Fame and fortune awaits in Americay
But New York City was hot and the faces were cold
I headed out West in search of the gold
Chorus:
And the Wicklow Hills, late at night in my dreams
Keep calling me back to the Island of Green
Then from town to town I wandered along,
Here’s a dollar O’Byrne and sing us a song
Then a song for a drink the bargain was made
To sleep in street for my music was paid
Singing Molly Malone in a crowded saloon
When a man from the Coast said he’d take me along
Not a dime to my name, me ticket I drank,
Four hundred miles to go and the gargle to thank
Chorus
San Francisco’s lights the destination to reach
To my sister in Fairplay and her lesson to teach
There I’ll stay off the drink the money I’ll earn
To get to San Francisco where my lucks sure to turn
Chorus
Well my name my friends is Lucky O’Byrne
And I’ve come to say that I’ve just arrived
Left the Emerald Shore back in ’75
And I’ve God to thank that I’m still alive.