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

And then when she heard him say so
On a bended knee she fell
I will marry my dear Henry
For I love a sailor lad so well

Do you think that I
I am foolish, love
Do you think that I am mad
For to wed with a poor country girl
There's no fortunes to be had

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

Oh, I am frolicksome and I am easy
Good-tempered and free
And I don't give a single pin, me boys
What the world thinks of me


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Saucy Sailor song meanings
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