Jack-A-Roe - Studio Outtake

There was a wealthy merchant, in London he did dwell
 He had a beautiful daughter, the truth to you I'll tell
 Oh, the truth to you I'll tell
 She had sweethearts aplenty, and men of high degree
 But none but Jack the sailor, her true love there could be
 Oh, her true love there could be
 Jackie's gone a-sailing with trouble on his mind
 He's left his native country, and his darling girl behind
 Oh, his darling girl behind
 She went down to a tailor's shop and dressed in mens' array
 She climbed on board a vessel to convey herself away
 Oh, to convey herself away.
 Before you get on board, sir, your name we'd like to know
 She smiled all in her countenance, "They call me Jack-A-Roe."
 Oh, they call me Jack-A-Roe.
 I see your waist is slender, your fingers they are small
 Your cheeks too red and rosy to face the cannonball.
 Oh, to face the cannonball.
 I know my waist is slender, my fingers, they are small
 But it would not make me tremble to see ten thousand fall
 Oh, to see ten thousand fall.
 The wars then being over, she went and looked around
 Among the dead and wounded, her darling boy she found
 Oh, her darling boy she found.
 She picked him up all in her arms and carried him to the town
 She sent for a physician who quickly healed his wounds
 Oh, who quickly healed his wounds.
 This couple, they got married, so well they did agree
 This couple, they got married, so why don't you and me
 Oh, so why don't you and me?