When I was in service in Rosemary Lane
I won the good will of my master Amberdine
Until a young sailor came there to stay
And that was the beginning of my misery
He called for a candle to light him to bed
Aand likewise a silk hankerchief to tie up his hair
To tie up his hair as sailors will do,
"And third my pretty Polly, will you come too?" [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/e/espers/rosemary_lane.html ]
Now this may seem young and foolish, she thought it no harm
To lie on the bed to keep herself warm
And what was done there, I shall never disclose
But I wish that short night had been seven long years
So early next morning this sailor arose
And into my pockets 3 guineas did throw
Saying"Tthis I will give and more I will do
If you'll be my Polly wherever I go"
Now if it's a boy, he'll fight for the King
And if it's a girl she'll wear a gold ring
She'll wear a gold ring and a dress all aflame
And remember my service in Rosemary Lane
When I was in service in Rosemary Lane
I won the good will of my master Amberdine
Until a young sailor came there to stay
And that was the beginning of my misery