Spanish Mary

There were three sailors bold and true with cargo they did cary they sailed away on the ocean blue for the love of spanish mary so deeply now were they disturbed no longer could they tarry swoon and swerved for the love of Spanish Mary in Kingstown town of high degree the baffoon, the fool, the fairy oh paid the dues and inquired to me for the love of Spanish Mary beggar man beggar man tell me no lie is it a mystery to live? or is it a mystery to die? I seek you now to ask of you it was in Kingston town indeed It is said they stopped, but not for greed but for the love of Spanish Mary I remember well they came one day the baffoon, the fool, the fairy they asked of me what could I say for the love of Spanish Mary Tis not of me to talk absurd No rumour do I carry And no I not give you one word But for the love of Spanish Mary Beggar man, beggar man tell me no lie is it a mystery to live? Or is it a mystery to die?