Saucy Sailor Lyrics - 40 Days - Wailin' Jennys

Come me own one, come me fair one 

come now unto me 

Could you fancy a poor sailor lad 

who has just come from sea 

You are ragged love and you're dirty love 

And your clothes smell much of tar 

So be gone you saucy sailor lad 

so be gone you Jack Tar 

If I am ragged love and I'm dirty love 

and me clothes smell much of tar 

I have silver in me pocket love, and gold in great store 

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And then when she heard him say say 

on her bended knee she fell 

I will marry my dear Henry, for I love a sailor lad so well 

Do you think that I am foolish love 

do you think that I am mad 

For to wed with a poor country girl 

where no fortune's to be had 

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I will cross the briny ocean, I will whistle and sing 

And since you've refused the offer love 

some other girl shall wear the ring 

I am frolicsome and I am easy, good tempered and free 

And I don't give a single pin me boys 

what the world thinks of me