The Shipwrecked Sailor Boy

Over the ocean and over the land,
I?m a sailor boy shipwreck?d, no wandering for bread,
Faint with hunger and walking I scarcely can stand,
Unless I?ve some food I soon shall be dead.
My fond and lov?d parents no more shall I see
Unless you, kind gentlefolks, something bestow;
O let me lie down at the foot of this tree,
Dear friends of humanity pity my woe.

I?ve been in your battles, and fought for you all,
And glad would have died my country to save;
Then let me not perish as surely I shall,
Unless some relief I quickly can have.
My fond and lov?d parents no more shall I see,
Unless you, kind gentlefolks, something bestow
To the poor sailor boy at the foot of the tree;
Dear friends of humanity pity my woe.

All the comforts of life that you might enjoy,
My parents I left broken-hearted at home;
Brav?d the dangers of sea, though a poor sailor boy,
Who in tatters and barefoot, a beggar?s become.
My fond and lov?d parents, &c.

O save me but now, that home I may go,
My heart-broken parents once more to rejoice;
Could I see them again, I?d forget all my woe,
And pray for you all with gratitude?s voice.
O since you, kind gentlefolks, something bestow,
I hope my dear home to see soon again,
May such friends of humanity never once know
The sailor boy?s sorrow, fatigue, want, and pain,
May you, my kind gentlefolks, never once know;
But happy and prosperous ever remain ?
Dear friends of humanity pity my woe.
O since you kind gentlefolks, &c.