Текст песни WAILIN' JENNYS, THE - Saucy Sailor

(Traditional)

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
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So be gone you saucy sailor lad
so be gone you Jack Tar

If I am ragged love and I'm dirty love
and me clothes smell much of tar
I have silver in me pocket love, and gold in great store

And then when she heard him say say
on her bended knee she fell
I will marry my dear Henry, for I love a 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 fortune's to be had

I will cross the briny ocean, I will whistle and sing
And since you've refused the offer love
some other girl shall wear the ring

I am frolicsome and I am easy, good tempered and free
And I don't give a single pin me boys

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