My Jolly Sailor Bold

Upon one summer's morning I carefully did stray Down by the Walls of Wapping Where I met a sailor gay Conversing with a young lass Who seemed to be in pain Saying, "Darling, when you go I fear, You'll ne'er return again" Her hair it hangs in ringlets Her eyes as black as coal My happiness attend her Wherever she may go From Tower Hill to Blackwall I'll wander, weep and moan All for my jolly sailor Until she sails home Come all you pretty fair maids Whoever you may be Who'll love a jolly sailor bold That plows the raging sea While up aloft in storm From me her absence mourn And firmly pray, arrive the day She's never more to roam My heart is pierced by cupid I disdain all glittering gold There is nothing can console me But my jolly sailor bold There is nothing can console me But my jolly sailor bold