John Barbour Great Big Sea

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GWhat ails you my daughter dear
Gyour eyes are so dim
Ghave you had any sore sickness
Gor yet been sleeping with a man

GI have not had any sore sickness
Gbut I know what's ailing me
GI thinking of my own true lovCe
Ghe plows the raging sCea
Ghe plows the raging sCea

Gbe he a loard or a dCuke or a kDnight
Gor a man of weaDlth of faGme
Gor is he one of my sailor laCds
Gcome tell me now his naCme

Ghe is no loard or a dCuke or kDnight
Gor a man of weaDlth and faGme
Ghe is one of your sailor laCds
Gand john barbour is his naCme

Gnow if Jaohn Barbour Cis his nDame
Ga lowly saiDlor man is hGe
Gand if John Barbor is his naCme
Gthen hanged he will bCe
Gthan hanged he will bCe


Gthe king he caalls his Csailors Dall
Gby one by tDwo by thrGee
GJohn Barbour was the first he calCled
Gbut the last came was hCe

Gwhen he caame a trCippin doDwn
Ghe was clotDhed in all in wGhite
Ghis hair were like the roses rCed
Gand his teeth were ivory brCite

Ghe paid taheir wages witCh a sDmile
Gwhen John BarDbour he did sGee
Gif i was a woman if I were a maCn
Gthen bedfellows we would bCe

Gwill you maarry my dauCghter JaDne
Gand take heDr by the hGand
Gwill you come and dine with mCe
Gtake charge of all my laCnd

GI will maarry your daugChter JaDne
Gand I'll takDe her by the hGand
GI will come and dine with yCou
Gbut to hell with all your lanCds
Gif you can giave her onCe gold piDece
Gthen I can givDe her thGree
Gfor I am bold John BarbCour
Gand I plow the raging Csea
GI plow the raging sCea
GI plow             C 

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