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 aplenty and men of high degree
But none but Jack the sailor her true love ever could be
Oh, her true love ever could be
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
[Instrumental Break]
She went down to a tailor's 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 wed'd like to know
She smiled all in her countenance "they call me Jack A Roe"
Oh, they call me Jack A Roe
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
He had a beautiful daughter, the truth to you I'll tell
Oh, the truth to you I'll tell
She had sweethearts aplenty and men of high degree
But none but Jack the sailor her true love ever could be
Oh, her true love ever could be
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
[Instrumental Break]
She went down to a tailor's 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 wed'd like to know
She smiled all in her countenance "they call me Jack A Roe"
Oh, they call me Jack A Roe
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
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