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ii2 Songs and ballads
6 He is handsome and proper
And comely to view, He 's a bonny sailor lad, With his jacket so blue.
7 When I go to my bed,
I cannot find rest, The thoughts of my true love Still run in my breast.
8 The thoughts of my true love
Still run in my view, He's a bonny sailor lad, And his jacket so blue.
9 Early one morning
I arose from my bed, I called on Sally, She was my waiting maid.
io To dress me as fine
As her two hands could do, I '11 away to see my sailor With his jacket so blue.
11 She was instantly dress'd
And the wharf did attend, She stood with impatience To hear her love nam'd.
12 Charles Stewart they call'd him,
Indeed it was true, Once a prince of that name Wore a jacket of blue. |
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