Jack Tarr the Sailor

When first I came to Liverpool I went upon the spree
 Me money at last I spent it fast got drunk as drunk could be
 And when my money was all gone it was then that I wanted more
 But a man must be blind to make up his mind to go to sea once more
 I spent the night with Angeline to drunk to roll in bed
 Me watch it was new and my money was too
 And the morning with them she fled
 And as I roamed the streets of Bath the whores they all would roar
 There goes Jack Tarr the poor sailor
 He must go to sea once more
 As I walking down the street I ran into Rapper Brown
 I asked him for to take me in and he looked at me with a frown
 He said last time you was on board with me you job no score
 But I'll take your advance and I'll give you the chance
 And I'll send you to sea once more
 They shipped me aboard of a whaling ship bound for the Arctic Sea
 Where the cold winds blow through the frost and the snow
 Jamaica rum would freeze
 Alas I had no luck with my gear for I left my money ashore
 It was then that I wished that I was there safe with the girl's ashore
 Come all ye boat seafaring lads who listen to my song
 And when you come off them long trip pray that you don't go wrong
 Take my advice drink no strong drink don't go sleeping with no whores
 But get married lads and have all night in and go to to sea no more