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There was a water nigh us,
Where vessels were lying, (known,
And all the whole story to them we made
They threw a plank to us,
And on board they drew us,
And told us their vessel was bound to Tyrone.
Then my love lay a dying,
Lamenting and crying, (home,
offer'd her a cordial which I brought from
But with quick apprehension,
She quickly rejected
I 'll be doing without it till I come to Tyrone.
When we arrived
In our native country,
all the whole case to my father made known,
Five hundred pounds he gave us,
If that will not do us, ( Tyrone,
He'll crown us with glory in the county of
These two live together,
In joy and great pleasure,
If you want to see them you must go to Tyrone,
My love's name to finish,
Is Miss Jeany Innes, (of Tyrone.
and myself bold M'Ginnes from the county
SAILOR JACK.
LAst Sunday morning I sailed from Cork,
On board the Montague,
There s one on board I dearly love,
And I hope he will prove true,
