English Folk Songs from the Southern Appalachians

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	Jack Went A-Sailing 7 Poor Jackie, he's gone sailing, His face we shall see no more. He's landed at San Flanders On the dismal sandy shore. 8 She went into the tailor shop And dressed in men's array, And went into a vessel To convey herself away. 9 Before you step on board, sir, Your name I'd like to know. She smiled all over her countenance : They call me Jack Monroe. io Your waist is light and slender, Your fingers neat and small, Your cheeks too red and rosy To face the cannon ball. nl know my waist is light and slender, My fingers are neat and small, But I never change my countenance To face the cannon ball. 12 The wars being over, She hunted all around Among the dead and wounded, And her darling boy she found. 13 She picked him all up in her arms And carried him to the town, And sent for a physician Who quickly healed his wounds. 14 This couple they got married, So well did they agree. This couple they got married, And why not you and me ? D