Thousands are Sailing-Pan Morigan

You brave irish people, wherever you be i pray stand a moment, and listen to me your sons and your daughters are going 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 for amerikay The night before leaving, they are bidding goodbye and early next morning, their heart gives a sigh they do kiss their mothers, and then they do say farewell dear old father, we now must away Their friends and relations, and neighbors also when the trunks they are packed up and ready to go the tears from their eyes they are falling like rain as the horses are prancing going on for the train When they do reach the station, you will hear their last cry with handkerchiefs waving, and bidding goodbye their hearts will be breaking on leaving the shore farewell dear old ireland, well ne'er see you more I pity the mother, who rears up the child and likewise the father, who labors and toils to try to support them, he will work night and day and when they are reared up they will go away