I did not stay long in the city, for it happen’d to be in the fall,
I never reef’d a sail in my rigging, till I anchor’d out on the canal.
Chorus.—So fare you well, father and mother,
Likewise to old Ireland too;
So fare you well, sister and brother,
So kindly I’ll bid you adieu.
When I came to this wonderful rampire, it fill’d me with the greatest surprise,
To see such a great undertaking, on the like I never open’d my eyes;
To see full a thousand brave fellows at work among mountains so tall,
To dig through the valleys so level, through rocks for to cut a canal.