Some Other Girl Shall "Wear the Ring
Copyright, 1885, by Henry J. Wehman.
Come, my fond one, come, my loved one.
Come, my dear one, close to me;
Will you wed a jolly sailor,
Who has just come from sea?
Pretty maiden, pretty maiden,
A true heart to you I bring;
Tell me sweetly, little maiden,
Will you wear for me the ring?
Go away you saucy sailor,
Please remember what you are;
You're in sad need of a tailor,
You're a poor young Jack tar.
Do not ask me now to wed you.
For I'll ne'er do such a thing;
For a poor and ragged sailor
I will never wear the ring.
Though my clothes are poor and ragged.
Said the sailor with heart sore,
I have silver in my pocket
And bright gold I've in store.
When she thus had heard him answer
Kneeling at his feet she fell,
Saying, "Still I truly love you,
Yes, I love you and right well."
Then the sailor proudly answered"Do you think that I am mad,
Thus to" wed with a poor maiden
When fortune's to be had?
I will cross the bounding ocean,
And my gold and silver bring;
And some truer-hearted maiden
Shall then wear the wedding ring."