Martin Carthy And Dave Swarbrick - Ramblin' Sailor lyrics

Oh, I am a sailor brisk and bold, Long time I've sailed the ocean. Oh, I've fought for king and the country too, For honour and promotion. So now, my brother shipmates, I bid you all adieu, No more will I go to sea with you; But I'll ramble the country through and through And I'll be a rambling sailor. Oh, it's off to a village then I went Where I saw la**ies plenty; Oh, I boldly stepped up to one of them To court her for her beauty. Oh, her cheeks, they were like the rubies red; She'd a feathered bonnet a-covering her head. Oh, I put the hard word on her but she said she was a maid, The saucy little trim-rigged doxy. "Oh, I can't and I won't go along with you, You saucy rambling sailor. Oh, my parents, they would never agree For I'm promised to a tailor." But I was hot shot eager to rifle her charms. "A guinea," says I, "for a roll in your arms." The deal was done and upstairs we went, Myself and the trim-rigged doxy. Oh, it was haul on the bowline, let your stays'ls fall, We was yardarm to yardarm bumpin'. My shot locker empty, asleep I fell And then she fell into robbin'; Oh, she robbed all my pockets of everything I had, She even stole my new boots from underneath the bed, And she even stole my gold watch from underneath my head, The saucy little trim-rigged doxy. And it's when I awoke in the morning bright, Oh, I started to roar like thunder. My gold watch and my money too She bore away for plunder. But it wasn't for my watch nor my money too, For them I don't value but I tell you true, I think her little fire-bucket burned my bobstay through, That saucy little trim-rigged doxy.