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