In Yarmouth Town There lived a man He had a little tavern by the Strand And the landlord has a daughter fair Pretty little thing with golden hair Won't ya come down Won't ya come down Won't ya come down to Yarmouth Town One night there came a sailor man He asked the daughter for her hand "Well, I won't marry you," she said "I have all I want without being wed But if with me you'd like to linger I'll tie some string around my finger And as ya walk by pull on my string And I'll come down and let you right in Won't ya come down Won't ya come down Won't ya come down to Yarmouth Town Won't ya come down Won't ya come down Won't ya come down to Yarmouth Town Well, the very next day at closing time The sailor man goes off to the Strand And as he walks by, pull son that string And she came down and let him right in Now he's never seen such a sight before-- A string around her finger was all she wore Oh, Won't ya come down Won't ya come down Won't ya come down to Yarmouth Town Won't ya come down Won't ya come down Won't ya come down to Yarmouth Town So all you men who to Yarmouth go You see those girls with their hair hung low All ya gotta do is pull on their strings And they'll come down and let you right in Won't ya come down Won't ya come down Won't ya come down to Yarmouth Town Oh, won't ya come down Won't ya come down Won't ya come down to Yarmouth Town