Ye Mariners All

Ye mariners all, as ye pass by,
Come in and drink when you are dry.
Come spend, my lads, your money brisk,
And pop your nose in a jug of this.
Ye tipplers all, as ye pass by,
Come in and drink when you are dry.
Come spend, my lads, your money brisk,
And pop your nose in a jug of this.
Ye tipplers all, if ye’ve half a crown,
You’re welcome all for to sit down.
Come in, sit down, think not amiss,
To pop your nose in a jug of this.
Oh now I’m old and can scarcely crawl,
I’ve a long grey beard and a head that’s bald.
Crown my desire, fulfil my bliss,
A pretty girl and a jug of this.
Oh when I’m in my grave and dead,
And all my sorrows are past and fled,
Transform me then into a fish,
And let me swim in a jug of this.
Ye mariners all, as ye pass by,
Come in and drink when you are dry.
Come in, sit down, think nought amiss,
To pop your nose in a jug of this.