Jack Tarr the Sailor

 

When first I come to Liverpool I went upon a spree

 

Me money at last I spent it fast got drunk as drunk could be

 

And when me 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 that night with Angeline too drunk to roll in bed

Me watch it was new and me money was too in the morning with them she fled

And as I roamed the streets of Bath, the whores they all would roar

There goes Jack Tarr that poor sailor he must go to sea once more

 

As I was walking down the street, I run 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 & I'll give you the chance & 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 thru the frost and the snow and Jamaica rum would freeze

Alas I had no luck with me gear for I left all me money ashore

It was then that I wished that I was there safe with the girls ashore

 

Come all ye boat seafaring lads who listen to my song

And when ye come off them long trips 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 sea no more

 

 

 

 

*Based on The Byrds arrangement of this song. Also recorded by Old And In the Way.