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Oh ye landsmen and ye seamen
Come listen to my song
'Tis of a trick was played on me
I won't delay you long
I came from the sea the other day
A fair maid I did meet
She kindly asked me to a dance
Was up on Peter Street
Oh no, says I, my fair maid
'Though I can dance quite well
Tonight I'm bound for Wicklow's Town
'Tis where my people dwell
You'd better come with me, she said
For the distance is not far
And, finding her so friendly
I jumped into her car
Now as the dance was over
Straight to the bed did go
Was little did I ever think
She'd pull my overthrow
Rob my gold watch, and 30 pounds
A pack of fags and fled
And left me there stark naked
Alone upon the bed
Now as I awoke in the morning
'Tis nothing did I spy
But a woman's skirt and apron
Upon the bed did lie
I wrung my hands, I tore my hair
I cried what shall I do
Oh, tonight I'm bound for Wicklow's Town
No more will I see you
Well as the streets were lonesome
At the hour of 2 o'clock
I put on the shirt and apron
And marched down to the dock
The crew they say me coming
And these words to me did say:
My dear ol' chap
You've struck a snap since you've been gone away
Are those the new spring fashions
That the ladies wear on shore
Where is the shop you got'em at
And is there any more?
The captain on the deck
Looks at me with a frown
Said, "Jack, I'd buy a better suit
Than that for 30 pounds."
I would Sir, if I could Sir
If I only got the chance
But I met a girl on Peter Street
And she asked me to a dance
She danced my heart's deception
I got robbed from head to feet
I take my oath:
No more I'll go to a dance on Peter Street
Oh, ye landsmen and ye seamen
A warning take by me
Be sure to choose good company when you go out on spree
Be sure to choose good company or you'll find yourself like me:
With a woman's skirt and apron for to fit you out for sea
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