That's the real dandy/Jack's Disaster

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Jack's disaster.

Come all you roaring boys, that delight in roaring noise.
I compare it to nothing but laughter,
When a sailor comes on shore, with his go silver store,
there's no one can get rid of it faster.

The first thing Jack craves, is a chamber fine and clean,
with good liquor of every sort,
With a pretty girl likewise, with her black and rolling eyes
then Jack sar he is pleas'd to the heart:

And so the game goes on; till his his money's spent and gone,
then his landlady begins for to frown,
With her nasty leering eye, and her nose turn'd all awry,
crying. Sailor, it is high time to begone.

This strange and sudden check, put Jack's head sails all a-back
not knowing to what shore for to steer,
Resolving for revenge, and himself for to defend,
swore the deck fore and aft should be clear.

No quarter he did cry, candlesticks at him did fly
then Jack he began to engage,
The old Bawd in a fright, call d she watchmen of the right,
crying, bundle him away to the cage,

Then Jack understands, there's a ship wants to be mann'd,
and to the East-Indies she is bound,
With a sweet and pleasant gale, she spreads a swelling sail,
bids adieu unto England's fair ground.

So all you sailors bold, pray be careful of your gold,
you will find that to be your best friend:
Take some honest sober wife, then you'll ne'er be deceivd,
but on her you may always depend.