University of Virginia Library

I.

I'll tell you, mates, how she came to sea!
(Heave at the windlass! heave ho! cheerily)
She loved me, and I love she,
For she was the gel for a Sailor!
She hailed from Wapping, her name was Sue,
And she was the daughter of a tailor,—
We parted at last, but without ado
She bought both jacket and breeches blue,
And aboard she came for to join our crew
And live the life of a Sailor!
CHORUS.
Heave at the windlass! yeo heave ho!
Up with the anchor! away we go!
The wind's off the shore, boys,—let it blow,—
Hurrah for the life of a Sailor!
Yeo—ho!