My heart is pierced by Cupid,
I disdain all glittering gold,
There is nothing that can console me
but my jolly sailor bold.
Come all you pretty fair maids,
whoever you may be
Who love a jolly sailor bold
that ploughs the raging sea.
My heart is pierced by Cupid,
I disdain all glittering gold,
There is nothing that can console me
but my jolly sailor bold.