Jolly Sailor Bold

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Upon one summer's morning, I 
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carelessly did stray
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Down by the Walls of Wapping, where
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 I met a sailor gay
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Conversing with a bouncing lass, 
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who seem'd to be in pain
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Saying, William, when you go, I 
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fear you will ne'er return again

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My heart is pierced by Cupid, I 
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disdain all glittering gold
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There is nothing can console me but
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 my jolly sailor bold

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His hair it does in ringlets hang, 
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his eyes as black as soles
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May happiness attend him wherever 
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he goes
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From Tower Hill, down to Blackwall,
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 I will wander, weep and moan
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All for my jolly sailor bold, 
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until he does return

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My heart is pierced by Cupid, I 
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disdain all glittering gold
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There is nothing can console me but
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 my jolly sailor bold

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My father is a merchant?the truth I 
now will tell
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And in great London City in 
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opulence doth dwell
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His fortune doth exceed 300,000 in 
gold
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And he frowns upon his daughter, 
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'cause she loves a sailor bold

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A fig for his riches, his 
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merchandize, and gold
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True love is grafted in my heart; 
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give me my sailor bold

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My heart is pierced by Cupid, I 
  Am
disdain all glittering gold
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There is nothing can console me but
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 my jolly sailor bold

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Should he return in poverty, from 
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o'er the ocean far
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To my tender bosom, I'll fondly 
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press my jolly tar

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My sailor is as smiling as the 
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pleasant month of May
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And oft we have wandered through 
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Ratcliffe Highway
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Where many a pretty blooming girl 
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we happy did behold
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Reclining on the bosom of her 
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jolly sailor bold

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My heart is pierced by Cupid, I 
  Am
disdain all glittering gold
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There is nothing can console me but
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 my jolly sailor bold

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My name it is Maria, a merchant's 
daughter fair
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And I have left my parents and 
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three thousand pounds a year

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My heart is pierced by Cupid, I 
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disdain all glittering gold
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There is nothing can console me but
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 my jolly sailor bold

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Come all you pretty fair maids, 
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whoever you may be
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Who love a jolly sailor bold that 
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ploughs the raging sea
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While up aloft, in storm or gale, 
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from me his absence mourn
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And firmly pray, arrive the day, he
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 home will safe return

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My heart is pierced by Cupid, I 
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disdain all glittering gold
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There is nothing can console me but
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 my jolly sailor bold