Lyrics

It was in the year of fifty eight all in the month of June
When the flowers in the garden and roses were in bloom
Our gallant ship the Columbia as she sailed down the bay
She sailed down from Moville Town bound for Americay

There was a young man on her deck his age was twenty one
His home and habitation lies near to Bellalin
His height is five feet eleven well built from top to toe
He’s a credit to his parents no matter where he’ll go

He had a sweetheart in Moville and her he does love dear
And when he thought of parting he did shed many a tear
When he thought of separation it grieved his heart full sore
Saying Marjorie lovely Marjorie will I never see you more

When you arrive in New York town your friends will meet you all
They will take you to an alehouse strong liquor they will call
You will sit down and drink with them your sorrows for to drown
And you’ll think no more on Erin’s shore or the pride of Moville town

Ah Marjorie lovely Marjorie on me you may depend
For I won’t forget the promises that unto you I have made
I will send to you your passage and bring you o’er the sea
For I’m in hopes to live in splendour out in Americay

Oh Marjorie lovely Marjorie sure I could have cried my fill
When I think of the pleasant evenings that I spent around Moville
Where the boys and the girls they did go out on a Sunday afternoon
With the joy content the times we spent down in John Carlon’s Room

see also   The pride of Moville / Jim MacFarland   The pride of Moville / Jimmy Houten   The pride of Moville / Michael McGonile (James Eoghain)