So come all you ladies, gay,
who delights in sailors' joy.
Listen while I sing you a song.
When Jack Tardy comes ashore
with his gold and silvery star,
there's no one can get rid of it so soon.
The first thing Jack required
was a fiddler to his hand.
Likewise, the best liquor of every kind.
And a pretty girl, likewise,
with two dark and rolling eyes
And Jackie is suited to his mind
The landlady she comes in
dressed all in her Sunday best
She looks like some bright
She's ready to wait on him
when she finds he's plenty attend
Chalk him down to the one behind the bar
and his friends they were all flown
And the landlady she cried,
pay your score and get outside
and you've met stormy weather
he threw bottles at her head
And likewise all the glasses he let fly
And the poor girl in her fright
called the watchman of the night, saying,
Take this young ladler lad away.
that a ship lay wanton hands,
And to her he went straight down.
With a sweet and pleasant gail
he unfurled his lofty sail,
Adieu to the flash girls of the town.
As she rolled from the lee to the weather
And he kept her full an eye
we were bound for Blackwall in stormy weather