I Am a Youth That’s Inclined to Ramble Paul Brady

I am a youth that's inclined to ramble
To some foreign country I mean to steer
I am loath to part with my friends and comrades
And my dear sweetheart whom I love dear

But there's one of those I do most admire
On her I'll think when I'm far away
For since fate's decreed I am resolved to part her
And try my fortune in America

So farewell darling since I must leave you
I place great dependence on your constancy
That no other young man may gain your favour
Or change your mind when I am o'er the sea

For although the seas they do separate us
And in between us they do rise and fall
If fortune favours me you'll find your Jamie
Returning homeward from America

Oh, Jamie, dear, do you remember
When I sat with you for many's the hour?
And my young fancy away was carried
And the bees hummed around us on each opening flower?

But when you're crossing the western ocean
The maid that loved you you'll ne'er mind a'va
And you'll scarce e'er think upon the maids of Erin
For you'll find strange sweethearts in America