Beaver Island

I came across the foam in 1846 Dear old Donegal, how England starved her sorely Landed in New York, a sight to see no work for me With some boys from Cork, the Canal would take us westward Through locks and docks we swayed, flushed to Lake Erie on our way The bricks of old Corktown, the Detroit quay we'd fancy But roving was my trade, so on I'd go to sail the lakes An Island for my home, a whiskey for me darlin' Roll and go, roll and go Sails unfurled these lakes we're rolling Just around the Straits we'll be back to Beaver Island Roll me bully's, roll us home Emerald isle of Michigami Head for the shore leave the troubled sea behind ya In 1848 the Strangites crossed to flee their flock A Mormon church they'd build, with sticks and sheets of canvas Strang was crowned a king, his will he thought would rule this rock No Irishmen you'll find, a king he'd bend a knee for To Mackinac we stowed, awaiting for a plan to strike Strang began to raid, a Pirate as much as any Enticing crews ashore, killed them all and seized their haul Cunning like a fox, the Beavers never pardon Roll and go, roll and go Sails unfurled these lakes we're rolling Just around the Straits we'll be back to Beaver Island Roll me bully's, roll us home Emerald isle of Michigami Head for the shore leave the troubled sea behind ya Now 1856 St. James himself would find his death At the hands of his own men, without the care of many The Beavers we set sail to end the reign of old king James A fight they were to find, déan ionsaí ar an gcladach! Roll and go, roll and go Sails unfurled these lakes we're rolling Just around the Straits we'll be back to Beaver Island Roll me bully's, roll us home Emerald isle of Michigami Head for the shore leave the troubled sea behind ya Roll and go, roll and go Sails unfurled these lakes we're rolling Just around the Straits we'll be back to Beaver Island Roll me bully's, roll us home Emerald isle of Michigami Head for the shore leave the troubled sea behind ya