Jack-A-Roe

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 that would be
Oh, her true love that would be

Now 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, convey herself away.

Before you get on board, Sir
Your name I'd like to know
She smiled beneath her cap and said
"They call me Jack-A-Roe"
Oh, call me Jack-A-Roe

I see your waist is slender
Your fingers they are small
Your cheek too red and rosy
To face the cannonball
Oh, to face the cannonball

I know my waist is slender
And my fingers, they are small
But it would not make me tremble
To see ten thousand fall
Oh, to see ten thousand fall

The war soon was over
She hunted all around
Among the dead and dying
Her darling love she found
Oh, her darling love she found

She picked him up all in her arms
And carried him to the town
She found herself a doctor
Who quickly healed his wounds
Oh, healed his bleeding wounds

This couple, they got married
So well they did agree
This couple, they got married
So why don't you and me
Oh, why don't you and me?



Credits
Writer(s): Jean Ritchie
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