Figgy Duff - A Sailor Courted A Farmer's Daughter lyrics

A sailor courted a farmer's daughter who lives convenient to the Isle of Man Give heed, good people, what follows after: he long had courted, but underhand One day at parting, after discoursing something concerning the ocean wide He said, my dear, at our next meeting, if you'll consent, I'll make you my bride She said, for sailors, we don't admire them because they sail to so many parts And the more they love us, the more they'll slight us and leave us after with broken hearts You need not fear, my dearest dear, I don't intend for to treat you so I have once more for to cross the ocean; you know, my darling, that I must go The news been carried unto his mother before his put his foot on board That he was courting a farmer's daughter, one penny portion could not afford One penny portion gone to the ocean, like one distracted his mother ran If you don't forsake her, your bride not make her, I will disown you to be my son O mother dear, you are in a pa**ion, and I am sorry for what you've said Don't you remember your first beginning; my father took you, a servant maid So don't dispraise her, I mean to raise her just like my father with you have done Therefore I'll take her, my bride I'll make her, though you'll disown me to be your son When the lady fair heard the pleasing story that she to sea with her love might go She said, my portion, you need not mind it; I might have money and no one know Money or not, love, you are my lot, love - you've won my heart and affections still Therefore I'll take you, my bride I'll make you; let my scolding mother say what she will