The Lamp-Lighter/Sailor Jack

by Charles Dibdin (1745-1814)

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,

Kind Heaven fend him safely back,
My life, my joy, my sailor Jack.
Fal lal de ral, &c.

The first time he came to fee me,
He was drest in his rich array,
He was drest all in his rich brocades,
With other garments gay;
Deceive me not because I'm young,
You've got a false and flattering tongue.
Fal lal de ral, &c.

The second time he came to court me,
He was drest in sailor’s array:
He was drest all in his speckled shirt,
With other garments gay;
So sweet he sat and sung by me,
With his good humour track and free.
Fal lal de ral, &c.

If I on board with you should go,
Don't be angry with me my dear;
Your cabin I will closely keep;
No man will I come near,
And when your mess is almost out,
I'll help to steer your ship about.
Fal lal, &c.

And when you're on the raging main,
Think on your Molly dear;
Constant I’ll be as the turtle dove,
No reason you have to fear;
Ho t up your fails, push back your oars,
And turn to your Molly's arms once more.
Fal lal de ral, &c,