John Barbour Lyrics - Something Beautiful - Great Big Sea

What ails you, my daughter dear? 

Your eyes, they are so dim 

Have you had any sore sickness 

Or yet been sleeping with a man? 

I have not had any sore sickness 

But I know what's ailing me 

I am thinking of my own true love 

Who plow the raging sea 

He sloughs the raging sea 

He a Lord or a duke or a knight 

Or a man of wealth and fame? 

Or is he one of my sailor lads 

Come tell me now his name 

He is no Lord, no duke nor knight 

Nor a man of wealth or fame 

He is one of your sailor lads 

And John Barbour is his name 

Now if John Barbour is his name 

A lowly sailor man is he 

He said, "If John Barbour is his name 

Then hanged that he'll be 

Then hanged that he'll be" 

Then he called his sailors all 

By one, by two, by three 

John Barbour was the first he called 

But the last came down was he 

When he came a drippin' down 

He was clothed all in white 

His cheeks were like the roses red 

His teeth were ivory bright 

He paid their wages with a smile 

And John Barbour he did see 

He said, "If I was a woman as I am a man 

My bed fellow you would be" 

Will you marry my daughter Jane? 

And take her by the hand 

And will you come and dine with me 

And take charge of all my lands 

Yes, I will marry your daughter Jane 

And I'll take her by the hand 

And I will come and dine with you 

But to hell with all your land 

For if you can give her one gold piece 

Then I can give her three 

For I'm called John Barbour 

And I've plow the raging sea 

I've plow the raging sea 

I've plow the raging sea