Come my own one

Lyrics

"Come my own one, come my fond one Come my dearest unto me Will you wed a poor sailor lad That has just returned from sea?" "You are ragged, love, you are dirty, love And your clothes smell much of tar So begone you saucy sailor boy So begone you Jack Tar." "If I'm ragged, love, if I'm dirty, love And my clothes smell much of tar I've silver in my pocket, love Bright gold in great store." As soon as she heard him say so Down on her bended knee she fell "I will wed you my dear Henery For I love a sailor lad well." "Do you think I am foolish, love Do you think that I am mad To wed a poor country girl Where no fortune is to be had?" "I'll a-cross the briny ocean Where meadows are so green And since you refuse the offer, love Some other girl shall wear the ring." "I'm frolicsome, I'm easy Good-tempered and free I don't care a single pin, my boys What the world thinks of me."