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Oh list, oh list to me sorrowful lay,
And attention you’ll give to me song, I pray,
When you've heard it all you'll say
That I'm an unfortunate tailor.
For once I was happy as a bird in a tree,
My Sarah was all in the world to me,
now I'm cut out by a son of the sea,
she's left me here to bewail her.

Chorus:
A sailor, A sailor
my fortune for to seek
For I’ll return to the dock someday
Having served my time as a sailor

Now me days were honey and me nights were the same,
Till a man called Cobb from the ocean came
With his long black beard and his muscular frame,
A captain on board of a whaler.
Well he spent his money both frank and free,
With his tales of the land and his songs of the sea,
And he stole me Sarah's heart from me,
And blighted the hopes of a tailor.

Chorus

Well, once I was with her, when in came Cobb
"Avast!" he cried, "you blubbery swab.
If you don't knock off I'll scuttle your knob!"
And Sarah smiled at the sailor.
How could Sarah serve me so?
No more will I stitch and no more will I sew;
Me thimble and me needle to the winds I'll throw
And I'll go and 'list for a sailor.

Chorus

so now kind friends I'll bid you adieu,
No more me woes shall trouble you;
I'll travel the country through and through,
then I’ll go and 'list for a sailor.
For now I'll cross the raging sea,
As Sarah's proved untrue to me.
Me heart's locked up and she's the key;
What a very unfeeling gaoler.

Chorus x2

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