Goodbye Mrs. Durkin, I'm sick and tired of workin'No more I'll dig your praties, no longer I'll be poorAs sure as my name is Barney, I'm off to CalifarnyInstead of digging praties, I'll be digging lumps of goldIn the days when I was courting, I was never tired resortingTo the alehouse and the playhouse, and the other house besidesBut I told my brother Seamus, "I'll be off now and grow famousAnd before that I return again, I'll roam the whole world wide."So, it's goodbye Mrs. Durkin, I'm sick and tired of workin'No more I'll dig your praties, no longer I'll be poorAs sure as my name is Barney, I'm off to CalifarnyInstead of digging praties, I'll be digging lumps of goldWell, I've courted girls in Blarney, in Antrim and KillarneyIn Dublin and in Kerry, down to the coves of CorkBut I'm tired of all this pleasure, so now I'll take my leisureAnd the next time that you hear from me, I'll write you from new YorkSo, it's goodbye Mrs. Durkin, I'm sick and tired of workin'No more I'll dig your praties, no longer I'll be poorAs sure as my name is Barney, I'm off to CalifarnyInstead of digging praties, I'll be digging lumps of goldWhen I landed in America, I met a man named BurkeHe told me if I'd stay a while, he'd surely find me workBut work he didn't find me, so there's nothing here to bind meI'm bound for San Francisco, in Califor-ni-yay!So, it's goodbye Mrs. Durkin, I'm sick and tired of workin'No more I'll dig your praties, no longer I'll be poorAs sure as my name is Barney, I'm off to CalifarnyInstead of digging praties, I'll be digging lumps of goldWell, I'm now in San Francisco, and my fortune it is madeMy pockets loaded down with gold, I'll throw away my spadeI'll go back to dear old Erin, spend my fortune never carin'I'll marry Queen Victori', Mrs. Durkin for to spiteSo, it's goodbye Mrs. Durkin, I'm sick and tired of workin'No more I'll dig your praties, no longer I'll be poorAs sure as my name is Barney, I'm off to CalifarnyInstead of digging praties, I'll be digging lumps of gold
