George Butterworth – Come my own one Lyrics
Artist: George Butterworth
Song: Come my own one
“Come my own one, come my fond one
Come my dearest unto me
Will you wed a poor sailor lad
That has just returned from sea?”
“You are ragged, love, you are dirty, love
And your clothes smell much of tar
So begone you saucy sailor boy
So begone you Jack Tar.”
“If I’m ragged, love, if I’m dirty, love
And my clothes smell much of tar
I’ve silver in my pocket, love
Bright gold in great store.”
As soon as she heard him say so
Down on her bended knee she fell
“I will wed you my dear Henery
For I love a sailor lad well.”
“Do you think I am foolish, love
Do you think that I am mad
To wed a poor country girl
Where no fortune is to be had?”
“I’ll a-cross the briny ocean
Where meadows are so green
And since you refuse the offer, love
Some other girl shall wear the ring.”
“I’m frolicsome, I’m easy
Good-tempered and free
I don’t care a single pin, my boys
What the world thinks of me.”
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Release Year: 2010