"Well met, well met" said he
"I've just returned from the salt, salt sea
And all for the love of thee"
"I could have married the King's daughter dear
And she would have married me
But I have forsaken her crowns of gold
And it's all for the love of thee"
"My, will you forsake your house carpenter
And go along with me?
I'll take you to where the grass grows green
And the banks of its salt sea"
She's picking up her little babe
And kisses gave him three
Saying "Stay right here my darling baby
Keep your poppa company company"
They had not been gone two weeks
I'm sure it was not three
When this fair lady began to weep and moan
And she wept most bitterly
Are you weeping for your silver and gold
Are you weeping for your store?
Or are you weeping for your house carpenter
Whose face you'll never see no more
"A curse, a curse to the sailor," she cried
"A curse, a curse," she swore
"I'm weeping for my sweet little babe
That I never shall see no more"
They had not been on board three weeks
I'm sure it was not four
Until this boat sprang a leak and sank
Never to rise no more
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