| «Well met, well met,» said my own true love
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| Well met, well met," cried he
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| «I've just returned from the salt, salt sea
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| And all for the love of thee.»
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| «I could have married the King’s daughter dear
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| And she would have married me
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| But I have forsaken her crowns of gold and store
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| All for the love of thee.»
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| «Oh, will you forsake your house carpenter
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| And go along with me?
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| I’ll take you to where the grass grows green
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| To the banks of the salt sea.»
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| She picked up her little babe
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| Kisses gave him three
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| Said «Stay right here with my house carpenter
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| And keep him good company.»
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| Well, they’d not been gone but about two weeks
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| I knew it was not three
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| When this fair lady began to weep and moan
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| And she wept most bitterly
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| Are you weeping for your silver and gold
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| Are you weeping for your store?
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| Or are you weeping for your house carpenter
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| That you never shall see no more
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| «A curse, a curse to the sailor,» she cried
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| «A curse, a curse,» she swore
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| «You robbed me of my darlin' little babe
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| «That I shall never see no more.» |
| They had not been on the ship three weeks
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| I’m sure it was not four
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| When there came a leak in the bottom of the ship
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| And sank them for to rise no more |