Jack-A-Roe Bob Dylan

Oh, there was a wealthy merchant, in London he did dwell
He had a lovely 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
There was none but Jackie Frazier, her true love e'er to be
Oh, her true love e'er to be

"Oh daughter, oh daughter, your body I will confine
If none but Jack the sailor would ever suit your mind
Oh, would ever suit your mind

"This body you may imprison, my heart you can't confine
There's none but Jack the sailor would have this heart of mine
Oh, would have this heart of mine

Now Jackie's gone sailing with trouble on his mind
To leave his native country and his darling girl behind
Oh, his darling girl behind

She went into the tailor shop and dressed in men's array
Then she went into the vessel to convey herself away
Oh, convey herself away

"Before you step onboard, sir, your name I'd like to know."
She smiled all in her countenance, said, "They call me Jack-A-Roe
Oh, they call me Jack-A-Roe."