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, "William, when you go, I fear you will ne'er return again"

My heart is pierced by Cupid, I disdain all glittering gold

There is nothing can console me but my jolly sailor bold

His hair, it hangs in ringlets, his eyes as black as coal

May happiness attend him wherever he may go

From Tower Hill to Blackwall, I'll wander, weep, and moan

All for my jolly sailor, until he sails home

My heart is pierced by Cupid, I disdain all glittering gold

There is nothing can console me but my jolly sailor bold

My name it is Maria, a merchant's daughter fair

And I have left my parents and three thousand pounds a year

Come all you pretty fair maids, whoever you may be

Who love a jolly sailor that ploughs the raging sea

While up aloft in storm, from me his absence mourn

And firmly pray, arrive the day he'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

My heart is pierced by Cupid, I disdain all glittering gold

There is nothing can console me but my jolly sailor bold