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Ye Mariners All

Ye Mariners All published on

Ye mariners all, as ye pass by,
Come in and drink if you are dry.
Come spend, my lads, your money brisk,
And pop your nose in a jug of this.

Ye tipplers all, if ye’ve half a crown,
You’re welcome in for to sit down.
Come in, sit down, think not amiss,
To pop your nose in a jug of this.

For now I’m bound for the Spanish shore,
Where deathly cannons loud do roar.
Crown my desire, fulfill my bliss,
A pretty girl and a jug of this.

And when I’m old and can scarcely crawl,
When I’ve an old grey beard and a head that’s bald.
Crown my desire, fulfill my bliss,
A pretty young girl and a jug of this.

And when I’m in my grave and dead,
And all my sorrows have past and fled,
Transform me then into a fish,
And let me swim in a jug of this.

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