I'm Off to Philadelphia in the Morning

2. With me bundle on me shoulder,
Faith there's no man could be bolder.
I'm leaving dear old Ireland without warnin'.
For I lately took the notion,
For to cross the briny ocean,
And I start for Philadelphia in the Mornin.

3. There's a girl called Kate Malone,
Whom I hoped to call my own,
And to see my little cabin floor adornin.
But my heart is sad an weary,
How can she be Mrs. Leary?
If I start for Philadelphia in the mornin.

5. When they told me I must leave the place,
I tried to keep a cheerful face.
For to show my heart's deep sorrow I was scornin,
But the tears will surely blind me,
For the friends I leave behind me,
When I start for Philadelphia in the mornin.

6. With me bundle on me shoulder,
And there's no man could be bolder,
As I leave this spot I was born in.
Yet someday I'll take the notion,
To come back across the ocean,
To my home in dear old Ireland, In the mornin.