Come all ye pretty fair maids Wherever you may be Love a jolly sailor bold Who ploughs through raging sea From Towerhill to Blackwall I will wander, weep, and moan All for my jolly sailor Until he comes back home His hair does hang in ringlets His eyes as black as sloes My happiness is with him Wherever he may go My heart is pierced by Cupid I disdain all glittering gold There is nothing can console me But my jolly sailor bold Come all ye pretty fair maids Wherever you may be Love a jolly sailor bold Who ploughs through raging sea From Towerhill to Blackwall I have wandered, wept, and moaned All for my jolly sailor Who never will come home His hair did hang in ringlets His eyes were black as sloes My happiness is with him Where'er he lies below My heart is pierced by Cupid I disdain all glittering gold There is nothing can console me But my jolly sailor bold