A sailor's life, it is a merry life
He robs young girls of their heart's delight
"Well, there's four and twenty all in a row
They never know when they will return
Leaving them behind to weep and mourn
He's proper, tall, genteel withal "Oh, father build for me a bonny boat
My true love he makes the finest show
And if I don't have him, I'll have none at all" That on the wide ocean I may float
And every Queen's ship that we pass by
There I'll inquire for my sailor boy"
They had not sailed long upon the deep "You sailors all, pray tell me true
When a Queen's ship they chanced to meet
Does my sweet William sail among your crew?"
"Oh no, fair maiden, he is not here There we lost sight of your sailing boy"
On yon green island, as we passed it by
For he's been drownded, we greatly fear
Well, she rung her hands and she tore her hair And her little boat against a rock did run
She was like a young girl in great despair
"How can I live now? My sweet William is gone.
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