The Byrds - Jack Tarr the Sailor lyrics

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When first I came to Liverpool

I went upon the spree

Me money at last I spent it

Fast got drunk as drunk could be

And when my money was all gone

It was then that I wanted more

But a man must be blind to make up his mind

To go to sea once more

I spent the night with Angeline

Too drunk to roll in bed

Me watch, it was new and my money was too

And the morning with them she fled

And as I roamed the streets of Bath

The whores they all would roar

There goes Jarr Tarr the poor sailor

He must go to sea once more

As I walking down the street

I ran into Rapper Brown

I asked him for to take me in

And he looked at me with a frown

He said, "Last time you was on board with me

You job no score, but I'll take your advance

And I'll give you the chance

And I'll send you to sea once more"

They shipped me aboard of a whaling ship

Bound for the Arctic Sea

Where the cold winds blow through the frost and the snow

Jamaica rum would freeze

Alas! I had no luck with my gear

For I left my money ashore

It was then that I wished

That I was there, safe with the girls ashore

Come all ye boat seafaring lads

Who listen to my song

And when you come off them long trip

Pray that you don't go wrong

Take my advice, drink no strong drink

Don't go sleeping with no whores

But get married lads and have all night in

And go to to sea no more