So come all you ladies gay
Who delights in sailor's joy
Come and listen while I sing to you a song
When Jack Tarry comes on shore
With his gold and silver restore
There's no one can get rid of it so soon
The first thing Jake require
is a fiddler to his hand,
and likewise the be st liquor of every kind.
And a pretty girl likewise
with two dark and rolling eye s,
and Jake Tarr is suited to his mind.
No, the landlady she comes in
dressed all in her Sunday best
An d she look like some bright
and evening star
She was ready to wait on him
when she find he's plenty of tin
Chalk him down two for
one behind the bar
Jack all his rage he threw
bottles at her head,
and likewise all the glasses he let fly.
And the poor girl in her fright
called the watchman of the night,
saying, and take this young
sailor away.
No, Jack did understand
that his ship lay wanting hands,
and told her he then went straight down
with the sweet and pleasant gaily on
furlies off to say his bid adieu
to the last days of the town.
Now we laid her on a tank,
like a cutter or a smack,
as she rolled from the lake to the weather.
And we kept her full and boy close
to where she would lay,
we were bound for Blackwall
in stormy weather.
Stormy weather.