As I went out one evening|
Upon a night's career.
I spied a lofty clipper ship'
And to her I did steer.
I hoisted out my signals,
Which she so quickly knew;
For when she saw my bunting fly
She quickly hove to.
She had a dark and a rovin' eye,
And her hair fell down in ringlets
She was a nice girl, a popular girl
But one of the roamin' kind.
2. I took her for some fish and chips|
And treated her so fine
And hardly did I realise
She was the roamin'' kind
I kissed her lips, I missed her lips
And found to my surprise
She was nothing but a pirate ship
Rigged out/dressed up in a disguise.
3. Now come all ye good sailor men
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