Jack Tarr the Sailor

When first I came to Liverpool I went upon the  spree Me  money  at  last  I spent it fast got drunk as  drunk could be And  when my money was all gone  it was then that I wanted more But a man must be blind to make up his mind to go to sea once more I spent the night with Angeline to drunk to roll in bed Me watch it was new and my money was too And the morning with them she fled And as I roamed the streets of  Bath the whores they all would roar There goes Jarr Tarr the poor sailor He must go to sea once more                         As I walking down the steet I ran into Rapper Brown I  asked him for to take me in and he looked at me with a frown He said last time  you was on board    with me you job no  score But I'll take your advance and I'll give you the chance And I'll send you to sea once more                     They shipped me aboard of  a whaling ship bound for the Artic Sea Where the cold winds blow thru the frost and the snow Jamaica  rum would freeze A'las I had no luck with my gear for I left my money ashore It was then that I wished that  I was  there safe with the girl's ashore Come all ye boat seafaring lads who listen to my song And when you come off them long trip pray that you don't go wrong Take my advice  drink no strong drink don't go sleeping with no whores But get married lads and have all night  in and go to to sea no more.