Come me own one, come me fair one,
Come now unto me
Could you fancy a poor sailor lad
Who has just come from sea?
You are ragged love, and you're dirty love
And your clothes smell much of tar
So be gone you saucy sailor lad
So be gone you Jack Tar
If I'm ragged love, and I'm dirty love
And me clothes smell much of tar
I have silver in me pockets love,
And gold in great store.
And when she heard him say so
On her bended knees she fell
"I will marry my dear henry, for I love sailor lad so well."
Do you think that I am foolish love?
Do you think that I am mad?
For to wed with a poor country girl
Where no fortunes to be had
I will cross the briney ocean
I will whistle and sing
And since you have refused the offer love
Some other girl will wear the ring
I am frolicsome and I am easy,
Good tempered and free
And I don't give a single pin me boys
What the world thinks of me.
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