I'm a decent honest workin' man, as you might understand.

And I'll tell you the reason why I legt old Ireland:

'Twas Molly Durkin di it when she married Tim O'Shea

And to keep my heart from breakin', I sailed to Americay

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Arragh, goodbye Molly Durkin, I'm sick and tired of workin'

And my heart is nearly broken, but I'll no longer be fooled,

And as sure as my name is Cooney, I'm bound for Califooney

And instead of diggin' mortar, I'll diggin lumps of gold.

Well, I landed in Castle Gaeden, sur I met a man anamed Burke

And he told me remain in New York until he got me work

But he hasn't got it for me, so tonight I'll tell him plain.

For San Fransico in the morn I'm going to take a train.

Well, I'm out in Californy and my fortune it is made/

I', a-loaded down with gold and I throw away my pick and spade

Sail home to dear old Ireland with the Castle out of sight,

And I'll marry Miss O'Kelly, Molly Durkin for to spite.