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?