Polly On The Shore

Oh, come all you wild young men
And a-warnin' take by me
Never to lead your single life astray
And into no bad company
As I myself have done
It been in the merry month of May
When I was pressed by a sea captain
And on board a man of war I was sent
We sailed on the ocean so wide
And our bonny, bonny flag we let fly
Let every man stand true to his gun
For the Lord knows who must die
Let every man stand true to his gun
For the Lord knows who must die
Our captain was wounded full sore
And likewise wеre the rest of his crеw
Our main mast rigging
It was scattered on the deck
So that we were obliged to give in
Our decks they were spattered with blood
And so loudly the cannon did roar
And here all the while have I wished myself at home
And all alone with my Polly on the shore
She's a tall and a slender girl
She's a dark and a roving eye
And here am I lie a-bleeding on the deck
When for her sweet sake I would die
Here am I lie bleeding on the deck
When for her sweet sake I would die
So farewell to my parents and to friends
And farewell to my dear Polly, too
I never would have crossed the salt sea so wide
If I had been ruled by you
Never would have crossed the salt sea so wide
If I had been ruled by you