Polly on the Shore

Oh, come all you wild young men

And a-warnin' take by me

Never to lead your single life astray

And into no bad company

As I myself have done

It been in the merry month of May

When I was pressed by a sea captain

And on board a man of war I was sent

We sailed on the ocean so wide

And our bonny, bonny flag we let fly

Let every man stand true to his gun

For the Lord knows who must die

Let every man stand true to his gun

For the Lord knows who must die

Our captain was wounded full sore

And likewise were the rest of his crew

Our main mast rigging

It was scattered on the deck

So that we were obliged to give in

Our decks they were spattered with blood

And so loudly the cannon did roar

And here all the while have I wished myself at home

And all alone with my Polly on the shore

She's a tall and a slender girl

She's a dark and a roving eye

And here am I lie a-bleeding on the deck

When for her sweet sake I would die

Here am I lie bleeding on the deck

When for her sweet sake I would die

So farewell to my parents and to friends

And farewell to my dear Polly, too

I never would have crossed the salt sea so wide

If I had been ruled by you

Never would have crossed the salt sea so wide

If I had been ruled by you