I am a young sailor, my story is sad,
Though once I was carefree, a free-ramblin' lad,
I courted a lassie by night and by day,
Ah, but she's gone and left me, and sailed far away.

If I were a blackbird, could whistle and sing,
I'd follow the vessel, my true love sails in,
And in the top riggin', I would there build my nest,
And I'd flutter my wings, o'er her lily-white breast. chorus

Or if I were a scholar, could handle the pen,
A secret love letter, to my true love I'd send,
I'd tell of my sorrow, my grief and my pain,
Since she's gone and she left me, in yon flow'ry glen. chorus

My friends they do chide me, they will not agree,
Sayin' me and this false love, were never to be.
I will let them chide me; let them say what they will,
While there's breath in my body, she's the one that I love still. chorus

D minor (3:57)
The Burly Fredonian Men's Chorus:
Ty Billings guitar, voice
Craig Merlin Broers double bass, voice
Jerry Barry mandolin
David Roe voice
Jim Hancock guitar, first voice


As performed on the recordings:
Sing We Enchanted and
Rolling Home

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