Tarry Sailor

I am poor Jack just come from sea,
How lucky is my portion,
With plenty of gold and silver coin,
Long time I?ve ploughed the ocean,

I went unto my sweetheart?s house,
For to see if she?d know me or no,
Say Nancy, will you, yes or no,
Will you wed with a Terry Sailor.

O no, said she all with a frown,
Could you e?er think I?d wed you now,
When I can have a man of high degree,
Do you think I?ll wed with a Sailor.

Because you think I?m low and poor,
Shipwreck?d you think I?m come on shore
But I have plenty of gold in store,
Will you wed with a Tarry Sailor.

He put his hand into his purse,
Where Jack pull?d out handfuls of gold
Say Nancy, will you, yes or no,
Will you wed with a Tarry Sailor.

O yes, said she, all with a smile,
The sight of the money did her heart beguile,
I was only joking all the while,
To be sure I love my Sailor.

O no, said he, if you was a joking
If you was joking I was in jest,
That?s not the question I love best
You never shall have your sailor.

Poor Jack set up in the public line,
With plenty of gold and silver coin,
Which made her to lament and pine,
She refused a Tarry Sailor.

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