House Carpenter - Unreleased, Self Portrait

"Well met, well met, my own true love
 Well met, well met," cried he
 I've just returned from the salt, salt sea
 And it's all for the sake of thee
 I could have married a king's daughter there
 She would have married me
 And I have refused the crown of gold
 And it's all for the sake of thee
 If you could have married a king's daughter there
 I'm sure you are to blame
 For I am married to a house carpenter
 And he is a fine young man
 If you forsake your house carpenter
 And fly away with me
 I'll take you to where the grass grows green
 On the banks of sweet willy
 If I forsake my house carpenter
 And fly away with thee
 What have you got to maintain me a pun
 And keep me from slavery
 I've sailed ship, sailing on the salt sea
 Sailing from dry land
 And a hundred and twenty jolly young men shall be at your command
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 She picked up her poor little babies
 Her kisses were one, two, three
 And then she trodded on her way
 And shun like a glittering tree
 They had not been at it two weeks
 I'm sure it was not three
 When this poor man began to cry
 And she wept most bitterly
 Oh, do you weep for your cold discern
 Your houses, your land, and your store
 Oh, do you weep for your house carpenter
 The one you'll never see anymore
 The one you'll never see anymore
 "I do not weep for my gold," she said
 My houses, my land, or my stores
 But I do weep for my poor little babies
 The land she shan't see anymore
 They had not been at sea three weeks
 I'm sure it was not four
 When in the ship, there's been a great leak
 And she sank to rise no more
 No, she sank to rise no more
 "Farewell, farewell, my own true love
 Farewell, farewell," cried she
 I could've deserted my house carpenter
 And grieve them in the depths of the sea
 Before a grave in the depth of the sea
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 "Well met, well met, my own true love
 Well met, well met," cried she
 I've just returned from the salt, salt sea
 And it's all for the sake of thee