Jack-A-Roe (Live at Knickerbocker Arena, March 1990) The Grateful Dead

[Verse 1]
There was a wealthy merchant, in London he did dwell
He had a beautiful daughter, the truth to you I'll tell
Oh, the truth to you I'll tell
She had sweethearts a plenty, and men of high degree
But none but Jack the sailor, her true love ever be
Oh, her true love ever be
Now, Jackie's gone a-sailing, with trouble on his mind
He's left his native country and his darling girl behind
Oh, his darling girl behind
She went down to a tailor shop and dressed in man's array
She climbed on board a vessel to convey herself away
Oh, convey herself away
Before you get on board, sir, your name we'd like to know
She smiled on her countenance, they call me Jack-A-Roe
Oh, they call me Jack-A-Roe

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 2]
I see your waist is slender, your fingers they are small
Your cheeks too red and rosy to face the cannonball
Oh, to face the cannonball
I know my waist is slender, my fingers they are small
But it would not make me tremble to see ten thousand fall
Oh, to see ten thousand fall