Rambling Irishman
Niamh Parsons Lyrics


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I am a rambling Irishman
In Ulster I was born
And many happy hours I spent
On the banks of sweet Lough Erin
But to live poor I could not endure
As other of my station
To America I sailed away
And left this Irish nation
*chorus*
Ry tan tin-a-na, tan tin-a-na
Ry tan tin-a-noora nandy
Ry tan tin-a-na, tan tin-a-na
Ry tan tin-a-noora nandy
*all other verses same*
The night before I went away
I spent it with my darling
From 3 oclock in the afternoon
Till the break of day next morning
But when that we were going to part
we lay in each others arms
You maybe sure very sure
It wounded both our charms
*chorus*
The very first night I slept on board
I dreamt about my Nancy
I dreamt I held her in my arms
And she pleased well my fancy
But when I woke out of my dream
I found my bed was eimpty
You maybe sure, very sure
That I lay discontented
*chorus*
When we arrived on the other side
We were both stout and healthy
We dropped our anchor in the bay
Going down to Philadelphia
But to live poor I could not endure
As others of my station
To American I sailed away




And left this Irish nation
*chorus*

Overall Meaning

The Rambling Irishman by Niamh Parsons is a poignant tale of an Irishman born in Ulster who eventually sails away to America in search of a better life. The song employs the use of vivid imagery to paint the picture of the singer's struggles, joys and regrets as he leaves his homeland. The singer describes his fondness for his native land, reminiscing the happy moments he spent by the banks of sweet Lough Erin. The mention of happy hours spent by the lake symbolizes the tranquility that he once experienced, in a world that was yet to be plagued by the impact of economic hardships.


However, as much as he loves his homeland, the singer realizes that he can no longer endure living in poverty like others of his station. Inevitably, he decides to leave for America in search of a better life. The line, "And left the Irish nation" underscores the sense of longing that he felt to return but couldn't. Moreover, the use of the phrase "rambling Irishman" suggests that his journey has been a never-ending one. When he departs from his lover, he finds himself nursing deep wounds that came as a result of separation. As he tries to adjust to his new life in America, he often dreams of his sweetheart, losing sleep and being discontented with his new surroundings.


Line by Line Meaning

I am a rambling Irishman
I am an Irishman who travels frequently


In Ulster I was born
I was born in Ulster


And many happy hours I spent
I have spent many happy hours


On the banks of sweet Lough Erin
On the banks of the beautiful lake Lough Erin


But to live poor I could not endure
I cannot bear to live in poverty


As other of my station
Like others of my social class


To America I sailed away
I sailed to America


And left this Irish nation
And left my home country, Ireland


Ry tan tin-a-na, tan tin-a-na
Chorus


Ry tan tin-a-noora nandy
Chorus


The night before I went away
The night before I left


I spent it with my darling
I spent it with my beloved


From 3 oclock in the afternoon
From three o'clock in the afternoon


Till the break of day next morning
Until the morning light


But when that we were going to part
When we were about to part


we lay in each others arms
We held each other tightly


You maybe sure very sure
It is certain


It wounded both our charms
It hurt our feelings


The very first night I slept on board
The very first night I slept on the ship


I dreamt about my Nancy
I dreamt about my beloved, Nancy


I dreamt I held her in my arms
I dreamed I was holding her in my arms


And she pleased well my fancy
And it was a pleasant dream


But when I woke out of my dream
But when I woke up from my dream


I found my bed was empty
I realized she wasn't with me


You maybe sure, very sure
It is certain


That I lay discontented
That I was unhappy


When we arrived on the other side
When we arrived in America


We were both stout and healthy
We were both strong and healthy


We dropped our anchor in the bay
We anchored in the bay


Going down to Philadelphia
Heading towards Philadelphia


But to live poor I could not endure
I cannot bear to live in poverty


As others of my station
Like others of my social class


To American I sailed away
I sailed to America


And left this Irish nation
And left my home country, Ireland


Ry tan tin-a-na, tan tin-a-na
Chorus


Ry tan tin-a-noora nandy
Chorus




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