In the days I went to Cordon,
I was never tired of resorting
To an alehouse or a playhouse,
and many's a house beside
I'd go off and be right famous
And I never would return again
till I roamed the world wide
It's goodbye Mersh and Derkin,
sure I'm sick and tired of workin'
No more I'll dig the Pradies,
As sure as my name is Carney,
I'll be off to California
Instead of diggin' Pradies,
I'll be diggin' lumps of gold
Well, I've called it girls in Blarney,
in Kentucky, and in Killarney
In Passage and in Queenstown,
Goodbye to all this pleasure,
I'll be off to take me leisure
And the next time that you'll
will be a letter from New York
It's goodbye Merchandurkin,
sure I'm sick and tired of workin'
No more I'll dig the paradies,
As sure as my name is Carney,
I'll be off to California
Instead of diggin' paradies,
I'll be diggin' lumps of gold
Goodbye to all the girls at home,
I'm goin' far across the phone
and plenty for the poor and for the gentry
Goodbye Mersh and Durkin,
I'm sick and tired of workin'
No more, I think, Brady's,
That's sure as my name is Carney,
Instead of digging for ladies,
I'll be digging lumps of gold
Instead of digging for ladies,
I'll be digging lumps of gold
