The Merry Golden Tree

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Shirley Collins - Country, UK Folk

The Merry Golden Tree

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There was a little ship and she sailed on the sea The name of the ship was The Merry Golden Tree Sailing on the low and lonesome low Sailing on the lonely Lowland sea They hadn't been out scarce days two or three Before they sighted the British robbery Sailing on the low and lonesome low ? The jolly Roger on the Lowland sea Up jumps the captain, the wringing of his hands He cries 'Oh Lord' and 'What will we do?' Just sink us in the low and lonesome low Sink us to the bottom of the Lowland sea Up and spoke, the little cabin boy Says 'What will you give me if I then destroyed.' 'If I sink 'em in the low and lonesome low Sink 'em to the bottom of the Lowland sea.' 'Well I'll give you gold and I'll give you fee My youngest daughter and you shall marry thee If you sink 'em in the low and lonesome low Sink 'em to the bottom of the Lowland sea.' So he jumped overboard and away swam he Until he came to the British robbery Where some was playing cards, and some was at the dice And some were taking their best friend's advice As she sailed on the low and lonesome low Sailed on the lonely Lowland sea Well he had a little tool, just right for the use And he bored nine holes just to let in the juice Some threw their hats, and some threw their caps They could not stop those salt water gaps She sank in the low and lonesome low Sank to the bottom of the Lowland sea He turned on his breast and away swam he Until he came to The Merry Golden Tree 'Captain O' Captain, take me onboard And do unto me as good as your word.' For I sank 'em in the low and lonesome low Sank 'em to the bottom of the Lowland sea.' 'Well I won't give you gold nor yet pay your fee My youngest daughter shall never marry thee I'll leave you in the low and lonesome low Leave you to drown in the Lowland sea.' 'If it wasn't for your daughter nor yet for your men I'd do unto you just as I did to them.' But he turned on his breast, and away went he Pay you well you Merry Golden Tree I'm drowning in the low and lonesome low Drowning in the lonely Lowland sea

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