"Farewell, my dearest Nancy
Since I must now leave you
Unto the salt seas
I am bound for to go
But let my long absence
Be no trouble to you
For I shall return
In the spring, as you know"
"Like some pretty little sea boy
I will dress and go with you
In the deepest of danger
I shall stand your friend
In the cold stormy weather
When the winds they are blowing
My dear, I shall be willing
To wait on you then"
"Your pretty little hands
Can't handle our tackle
And your pretty little feet
On our top mast can't go
And the cold stormy weather
Love, you ne'er can endure
Therefore, dearest Nancy
To the seas do not go
So farewell, my dearest Nancy
Since I must now leave you
Unto the salt seas
I am bound for to go
Where the winds do blow high
And the seas loud do roar
So make yourself contented
Be kind, stay on shore"