I am a young sailor, my story is sad,
Though once I was carefree and a brave sailor lad,
I courted a lassie by night and by day,
Oh but now she has left me,
And sailed far away.
Chorus:
Oh, if I was a blackbird could whistle and sing,
I’d follow the vessel my true love sails in,
And in the top riggin’ I would there build my nest,
And I’d flutter my wings o’er her lilly white breast.
Or if I was a scholar and could handle the pen
Once secret love letter to my true love I’d send
And tell of my sorrow, my grie
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