When last I saw John Williams the young man full or pride
his lovely bride of just 4 days stood shining by his side
he laughed and slapped me on the back
he said, "Boy oh can't you see?
I've seen the last of wind swept bogs and bogs the last of me."
the peelers and the landlords and the risings of the moon
and if ever I return again 't will be too bloody soon
rich man poor man beggarman, wife
sailed away into the night
where they landed up no one knows
round and round the story goes
he said, "I'll take my chances in far off New York town"
they say there's lots of work there and a good man can't stay down
and with my lassie by my side we'll build a better home
and when the sea trips over lads we never more will roam
so we said farewell upon the key there was nothin' left to do
but to pray for John, and his lovely bride and their dreams may all come true
how I envied you John Williams and your lovely fair haired bride
to be sailing on that mighty ship across the ocean wide
for she's the finest liner that was ever built by man
and they say there's naught can sink her not even God's own hand
man's pride can be his own downfall as that great ship sailed from home
but I thought I heard the banshee's cry that chilled me to the bone CHORUS