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Jack Tarr The Sailor
   ------The Byrds

When first I come to Liverpool I went upon a spree,
My money at last I spent it fast, got drunk as drunk could be,
And when my 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 my money was too and 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 most go to sea once more".

As I was walking down the street I ran into Rapper Brown,
I asked for to take me in and he looked at me with a frown,
He said "Last time you was paid off with me you jobbed no score",
"But I'll take your advance and I'll give you the chance and I'll send you to sea once more".

He shipped me aboard of a whaling ship bound for the Arctic Sea,
Where the cold winds blow through the frost and the snow and Jamaica rum runs free,
Alas! I had no luck with the gear for I left all me money ashore,
It was then that I wished that I was dead or safe with the girls at shore.

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Come all ye bold seafaring lads who listened to my song,
And when you come off them long trips pray that yous not go wrong,
Take my advice, drink no strong drink, don't go sleeping with no whore,
But get married lads and have all night in and go to sea no more.