Oh, well, who wouldn't be a sailor lad, a sailin'on the main,
To gain the goodwill of his captain's good name
A He came ashore, one evening for to be,
And that was the beginning of my own true love and me, for it's
Chorus:
Home, boys, home, home I'd like to be,
Home for a while in the old Country
Where the oak and the ash and the bonny rowan tree
Are all a growing greener in the north Country
Well I asked her for a candle for to light me up to bed,
And likewise for a handkerchief to tie around me head,
She tended to me needs like a young maid ought to do,
So then I says to her, now won't you leap in with me too and it's
Well she jumped into bed, making no alarm,
Thinking a young sailor lad could do to her no harm.
Well I hugged her and I kissed her the whole night long,
Till she wished the short night had been nine years long, and it's
Well early next morning the sailor lad arose,
And into Mary's apron threw a handful of gold, saying,
Take this me dear, for the mischief that I've done,
For tonight I fear I've left you with a daughter or a son", and it's
Well, if it be a girl child, send her out to nurse,
With gold in her pocket and with silver in her purse,
And if it be a boy child he'll wear the jacket blue
And go climbing up the rigging like his daddy used to do", and it's
Oh come all of you fair maidens, a warning take by me,
And never let a sailor lad an inch above your knee,
For I trusted one and he beguiled me
He left me with a pair of twins to dangle on me knee, and it's
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