Lyrics:

From a barque in the harbour I went roaming on shore And stepped into a pub where I was oft times before And as I was sitting and enjoying my glass Who chanced to walk in but a young Spanish lass She sat down beside me and kept squeezing my hand Saying 'Sir you're a stranger not long to this land' Will you roam, Johnny Sailor, would you roam along with me To some lonesome spot where nobody can see [Chorus:] 'Don't you leave me Johnny Sailor' were the words she did cry Waving and weeping and wiping her eyes When you reach home in your own Newfoundland Think of the young Spaniard who kept squeezing your hand I quickly consented with her for to roam She lived by herself in a neat little home She was brisk, plump and jolly and her age scare 19 And the name of that maiden I think was Irene One fine summer's morning our ship, she set sail And down by the seashore lovely Irene she came Waving her pocket hankerchief and wiping her eyes 'Don't leave me Johnny Sailor' were the words she did cry [Chorus] I'll give you farewell love on a fine summer's breeze But love don't forget me when you're crossing the sea And when you are married and enjoying your bride Think on the young maiden who lay by your side [Chorus]