Jackaroe

R.Kern - Jackaroe

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There was a wealthy merchant

In London he did well

He had a lovely daughter

The truth to you I'll tell

Oh, the truth to you I'll tell

She had sweethearts aplenty and men of high degree

There was none but Jack the sailor

Her true love ever could be

Oh, her true love ever could be

Now Jackie's gone a-sailing with trouble on his mind

To leave his native country and his darling girl behind

Oh, his darling girl behind

She went into a tailor shop and dressed in men's array

And stepped on board a vessel to convey herself away

Oh, convey herself away

"Before you step on board, sir. Your name I'd like to know"

"She smiled all in her countenance,

"They call me Jackaroe"

"Oh, they call me Jackaroe

"Your waist is light and slender,

Your fingers are neat and small

Your cheeks too red and rosy to face the cannonball"

"Oh, to face the cannonball

"I know my waist is slender, my fingers neat and small

But it would not make me tremble to see ten thousand fall"

"Oh, to see ten thousand fall

The war soon being over

They hunted all around

And among the dead and dying

Her darling boy she found

Oh, her darling boy she found

She picked him up all in her arms

.. . .And carried him to the town

And sent for a physician who quickly healed his wounds

Oh, who quickly healed his wounds

This couple they got married

So well they did agree

This couple they got married

So why not you and me ?

Oh, so why not you and me ?