Lyrics:
There was a wealthy merchant, in London he did dwellHe had a Beautiful daughter, the truth to you we'll tellOh the truth to you we'll tellShe had sweethearts a plenty, and men of high degreeBut none but Jack the sailor, her true love ever beOh her true love ever beJackie's gone a sailing, with trouble on his mindHe's left his native country and his darling girl behindOh his darling girl behindShe went down to a tailor shop and dressed in man's arrayShe climbed on board a vessel to convey herself awayOh convey herself awayBefore you get on board sir, your name we'd like to knowShe smiled on her countenance, they called me Jack-A-RoeOh they called me Jack-A-RoeI see your waist is slender, your fingers they are smallYour cheeks too red and rosy to face the cannonballOh to face the cannonballI know my waist's to slender, my fingers they are smallbut it would not make me tremble to see ten thousand fallOh to see ten thousand fallThe war soon being over she went and looked aroundamong the dead and wounded her darling boy she foundOh her darling boy she foundShe picked him up on in her arms and carried him to the townshe sent for a physician to quickly heal his woundsOh to quickly heal his woundsThis couple they got married so well they did agreeThis couple they got married so why not you and me?Oh why not you and me?Oh why not you and me