My Jolly Sailor Bold
Upon one summer's morning, I carefully did stray Down by the Walls of Wapping, where I met a sailor gay Conversing with a young lass who seem'd to be in pain Saying, "William, when you go, I fear you'll ne'er return again" My heart is pierced by Cupid I disdain all glittering gold There is nothing can console me But my jolly sailor bold His hair, it hangs in ringlets, his eyes as black as coal My happiness attend him wherever he may go From Tower Hill to Blackwall, I'll wander, weep, and moan All for my jolly sailor, until he sails home My heart is pierced by Cupid I disdain all glittering gold There is nothing can console me And my jolly sailor bold My name, it is Maria, a merchant's daughter fair And I have left my parents and three thousand pounds a year Come, all you pretty fair maids, whoever you may be Who love a jolly sailor that ploughs the raging sea While up aloft in storm, from me his absence mourn And firmly pray arrive the day he's never more to roam My heart is pierced by Cupid I disdain all glittering gold There is nothing can console me But my jolly sailor bold My heart is pierced by Cupid I disdain all glittering gold There is nothing can console me But my jolly sailor bold
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