Song of the Day…

…today is “My Jolly Sailor Bold”.

If you’ve seen Pirates of the Caribbean 4: On Stranger Tides, you’ll recognize the chorus to this song. Now, here are the entire set of lyrics! For a wonderful cover of this song in its entirety, click here to see the video on YouTube.

Upon one summer’s morning, I carefully did stray,
Down by the Walls of Wapping, where I met a sailor gay,
Conversing with a young lass, who seem’d to be in pain,
Crying
, William, when you go, I fear you will ne’er return again.

My heart is pierced by Cupid, I disdain all glittering gold,
There is nothing that can console me but my jolly sailor bold.

His hair it hangs in ringlets, his eyes as black as coal,
My happiness attends him wherever he may go,
From Tower Hill, to Blackwall, I’ll wander, weep and moan,
All for my jolly sailor, until he sails home.

My heart is pierced by Cupid, I disdain all glittering gold,
There is nothing that can console me but my jolly sailor bold.

My father is a merchant — the truth I will now tell,
And in great Galway City, in opulence doth dwell,
His fortune doth exceed 300,000 gold,
And he frowns upon his daughter, for she loves a sailor bold.
A fig for his riches, his merchandise, and gold,
True love has grabbed at my heart; give me my sailor bold:

My heart is pierced by Cupid, I disdain all glittering gold,
There is nothing that can console me but my jolly sailor bold.

Should he return in poverty, from o’er the ocean far,
To my tender bosom, I’ll press my jolly tar.
My sailor is a smiling as the pleasant month of May,
And oft we have wandered through Ratcliffe Highway,
M
any a pretty blooming young girl we did behold,
Reclining on the bosom of her jolly sailor bold.

My heart is pierced by Cupid, I disdain all glittering gold,
There is nothing that can console me but my jolly sailor bold.

My given name be Anne, a merchant’s daughter fair,
And I have left my parents and three thousand pound a year,
Come all you pretty fair maids, whoever you may be
Who love a jolly sailor that ploughs the raging sea,
While up aloft, in storm, from me his absence mourn,
And firmly pray, arrive the day, he’s never more to roam.

My heart is pierced by Cupid, I disdain all glittering gold,
There is nothing that can console me but my jolly sailor bold.

My heart is pierced by Cupid, I disdain all glittering gold,
There is nothing that can console me but my jolly sailor bold.

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