Thousands are Sailing

You brave Irish heroes where'er you may be I pray stand a moment and listen to me Your sons and fair daughters are bound far away And thousands are sailing to Amerikay So good luck to those people, and safe may they land They are leaving their country for a far distant strand They are leaving old Ireland, no longer can stay And thousands are sailing to Amerikay Their friends and relations, and their neighbours also When the trunks they are packed up, and ready to go The tears from their eyes then will fall down like rain And the horses are prancing, going off for the train So good luck to those people, and safe may they land They are leaving their country for a far distant strand They are leaving old Ireland, no longer can stay And thousands are sailing to Amerikay So I pity the mother who rears up the child And likewise the father who labors and toils To try to support them he'll work night and day And when they are reared up, they will all go away So good luck to those people, and safe may they land They are leaving their country for a far distant strand They are leaving old Ireland, no longer can stay And thousands are sailing to Amerikay So good luck to those people, and safe may they land They are leaving their country for a far distant strand They are leaving old Ireland, no longer can stay And thousands are sailing to Amerikay