Jemmy Is Slain

Jemmy is slain

Jemmy is slain

Jemmy is slain

In the wars I'm afraid

Abroad as I was walking for my recreation

And through the green meadows I carelessly strayed

I heard a sad maid making her raw lamentation

Jemmy is slain in the wars I'm afraid

Jemmy is slain

Jemmy is slain

Jemmy is slain

In the wars I'm afraid

May parents and lovers be blessed with their own

May angels attend every man on the ocean

I pray that the angels will lead these men home

And parents and lovers are blessed with their own

I stood stone still amazed and round me I gazed

Alas crouched in another I saw this fair maid

Her cheeks done the colour of roses

Her hands holding sweet posies

Jemmy is slain in the wars I'm afraid

The sweet little birds the song thrushes

Sung in the rustling bushes

The warblers seemed to know the pains of this fair maid

Their song it was concerning young Jemmy her darling

Jemmy is slain in the wars I'm afraid

May parents and lovers be blessed with their own

May angels attend every man on the ocean

I pray that the angels will lead these men home

And parents and lovers are blessed with their own

May parents and lovers be blessed with their own

May angels attend every man on the ocean

I pray that the angels will lead these men home

And parents and lovers are blessed with their own