Short Jacket and white trousers this young girl she put on
And like a gallant seaman bold went rambling through the down
She did engage with our Captain Blair a sailor for to be
And it's all for to seek her own true love far across the raging sea.
One night as she sat drowsing, she was ready for her bed
The captain heaved a sigh and said, Oh I wish you were a maid
Your cherry cheeks and ruby lips, they have beguilèd me
And I've often wished with all my heart my sweetheart you could be.
Oh hold your tongue dear captain, such talk is all in vain
And if our shipmates came to know, they would make sport and game
But when that we do go ashore some pretty girls we'll find
To ramble along with us brave lads, since you're that way inclined.
It's about a few days after, we docked in Baltimore
This maid appeared in her petticoats, which made our captain roar
She said, A sailor I have been at sea but a maid I'm going ashore
And you missed your chance dear captain so adieu forever more.