Grateful Dead - Jack-a-roe Lyrics
There was a wealthy merchant, in london he did dwellHe had a beautiful daughter, the truth to you well tellOh the truth to you well tellShe had sweethearts a plenty, and men of high degreeBut none but jack the sailor, her true love ever beOh her true love ever beJackies gone a sailing, with trouble on his mindHes left his native country and his darling girl behindOh his darling girl behindShe went down to a tailor shop and dressed in mans arrayShe climbed on board a vessel to convey herself awayOh convey herself awayBefore you get on board sir, your name wed like to knowShe smiled on her countenance, they called me jack-a-roeOh they called me jack-a-roeI see your waist is slender, your fingers they are smallYour cheeks too red and rosy to face the cannonballOh to face the cannonballI know my waists to slender, my fingers they are smallBut it would not make me tremble to see ten thousand fallOh to see ten thousand fallThe war soon being over she went and looked aroundAmong the dead and wounded her darling boy she foundOh her darling boy she foundShe picked him up on in her arms and carried him to the townShe sent for a physician to quickly heal his woundsOh to quickly heal his woundsThis couple they got married so well they did agreeThis couple they got married so why not you and me?Oh why not you and me?Oh why not you and me?