Come all my fair ones,
Come, all my dear ones,
Come and listen unto me.
"Could you fancy a jolly sailor lad
That has just come from sea?
Could you fancy a jolly sailor lad
That has just come from sea?"

"No, I dislike them,
No, I despise them,
For they smell so much of tar!
So begone, you sassy sailor lad,
So begone, you Jack tar.
So begone, you sassy sailor lad,
So begone, you Jack tar."

"I have ships on the ocean, love,
I have money in my pocket, love,
I have gold in great store.
I would give to a poor country girl
If she would wed Jack Tar.
I would give to a poor country girl
If she would wed Jack Tar."

Soon as she heard him say,
Down from her bending knees fell se,
Saying, "Forgive me, my jolly sailor lad,
For I love none but thee.
Forgive me, my jolly sailor lad,
For I love none but thee."

"Do you think I'm foolish, love?
Do you think I'm crazy, love?
Do you think I'm going mad,
For to wed with a poor country girl
That's no fortune to be had?
For to wed with a poor country girl
That's no fortune to be had?"

From Songs of the Sailor and Lumberman by William Main Doerflinger (1951, '72, '91)