Lyrics
Gave it kisses one two three, what have you got to maintain me upon, she dressed herself in rich attire
and you keep him good company
my own true love
i am weeping for my sweet little babe
Seven more on dry land, and you keep him good company
Two weeks or maybe three, til she sank to the bottom of the sea, i ve just returned from the salt salt sea
Two weeks or maybe three, i ll take you to where the grass grows green, six ships are on the sea
She dressed herself in rich attire, shall be at your command
and she wept most bitterly
if i forsake my house carpenter
I have forsaken my house carpenter, and she wept most bitterly
And come away with me, i ve just returned from the salt salt sea
i have forsaken my house carpenter
and it s all for the love of thee
They had not out about two weeks, and you keep him good company
Three times spun around our gallant ship, she picked up her sweet littlebabe House, tell me why are you weeping so
farewell, cried she
And come away with me, on the banks of the salt salt sea, and it sank to rise no more
I ll take you to where the grass grows green, and it sank to rise no more Carpenter, they had not out about two weeks
She dressed herself in rich attire, if i forsake my house carpenter Joan, when this lady began to weep
six ships are on the sea
She picked up her sweet littlebabe, do you weep for your golden store
Three weeks or maybe four, now i ll die at the bottom of the sea, three weeks or maybe four
i ve just returned from the salt salt sea
You could have married the king s daugher dear, and come away with me
Shall be at your command, and it s all for the love of thee Joan, she dressed herself in rich attire
And come away with me, you could have married the king s daugher dear, i have forsaken my house carpenter
