One of the Roamin' Kind |
As I went out one evening Upon a night's career. I spied a lofty clipper ship' And to her I did steer. I hoisted out my signals, Which she so quickly knew; For when she saw my bunting fly She quickly hove to. Chorus: She had a dark and a rovin' eye, And her hair fell down in ringlets She was a nice girl, a popular girl But one of the roamin' kind. | 2. I took her for some fish and chips And treated her so fine And hardly did I realise She was the roamin'' kind I kissed her lips, I missed her lips And found to my surprise She was nothing but a pirate ship Rigged out/dressed up in a disguise. Chorus:
3. Now come all ye good sailor men |