On Stranger Tides Lyrics

Upon one summer's morning,
I carelessly did stray,
Down by the Walls of Wapping,
Where I met a sailor gay,
Conversing with a young lass,
Who seem'd to be in pain,
Saying, William, when you go,
I fear you will ne'er return again.
My heart is pierced by Cupid,
I disdain all glittering gold,
There is nothing can console me
But my jolly sailor bold.
His hair it hangs in ringlets,
His eyes as black as cole,
May happiness attend him wherever he M
may go,
From Tower Hill to Blackwall,
I will wander, weep and moan,

All for my jolly sailor,
Until he sails home.
My heart is pierced by Cupid,
I disdain all glittering gold,
There is nothing can console me
But my jolly sailor bold.
My father is a merchant—
The truth I now will tell,
And in great London City
In opulence doth dwell,
His fortune doth exceed
₤300, 000 gold,
And he frowns upon his daughter,
Who loves a sailor bold.
A fig for his riches,
Jis merchandize, and gold,
True love is grafted in my heart;
Give me my sailor bold:
My heart is pierced by Cupid,
I disdain all glittering gold,
There is nothing can console me
But my jolly sailor bold.
Should he return in poverty,
From o'er the ocean far,
To my tender bosom,
I'll press my jolly tar.
My sailor is as smiling
As the pleasant month of May,
And often we have wandered
through Ratcliffe Highway,
Many a pretty blooming
Young girl we did behold
Reclining on the bosom
Of her jolly sailor bold.
My heart is pierced by Cupid,
I disdain all glittering gold,
There is nothing can console me
But my jolly sailor bold.
My name it is Maria,
A merchant's daughter fair,
And I have left my parents
And three thousand pounds a year,
Come all you pretty fair maids,
Whoever you may be
Who love a jolly sailor
That ploughs the raging sea,
While up aloft, in storm,
From me his absence mourn,
And firmly pray, arrive the day,
he's never more to roam.
My heart is pierced by Cupid,
I disdain all glittering gold,
There is nothing can console me
But my jolly sailor bold.
My heart is pierced by Cupid,
I disdain all glittering gold,
There is nothing can console me
But my jolly sailor bold.
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