This is the one I have:

Oh me name is Paddy Dailey,
From a spot called Tipperary,
The hearts of all the girls I'm adornin'
But before the break of mornin',
Faith they'll be all forlornin'
For I'm off to Philadelphia in the mornin'.

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'.

4. 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'.

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'.