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Go To Sea No More

When first I landed in Liverpool,
I went out on a spree;
Me money, alas, I spent it fast,
Got drunk as drunk could be.
And when me money was all gone,
'Twas then that I looked for more,
Oh, a man must be blind to make up his mind
To go to sea once more.

Once more, boys, once more, go to sea once more,
Oh, a man must be blind to make up his mind,
And go to sea once more.

That night I slept with Angelyn,
Too drunk to roll in bed;
Me clothes were new, me money, too,
Next morning with them she fled.
As daily I walked the streets around,
You could hear the people roar,
There goes Jack Sprat, the old sailor lad,
He must go to sea once more.

Once more, boys, once more, go to sea once more,
Oh, a man must be blind to make up his mind,
And go to sea once more.

Well, the next one that I came up to,
Was a man they call Rapper Brown;
When I asked him for to take me on,
On me he looked with a frown.
He said, "Last time you were paid off,
With me you settled no score;
But I'll take your advance and I'll give you a chance,
And I'll send you to sea once more."

Once more, boys, once more, go to sea once more,
Oh, a man must be blind to make up his mind,
And go to sea once more.

Well, he shipped me on board of a whaling ship,
A-bound for the Arctic Sea;
Oh! the wintery winds from west-nor-west,
Jamaica rum would freeze.
With a twenty foot oar on each man's hands,
Now we plough the lifelong day;
'Twas then that I swore when once on the shore,
That I'd go to sea no more.

No more, boys, no more, go to sea no more,
'Twas then that I swore when once on the shore,
I'd go to sea no more.

So come all you bold, sea-faring men,
What's listenin' to me song;
And I hope that what I said to you,
That you won't find nothing wrong.
Oh, take my advice, don't drink strong beer,
Or go sleepin' on dirty old floors;
Ah, get married instead and spend all night in bed,
And go to sea no more.

No more, boys, no more, go to sea no more,
Get married instead and spend all night in bed,
And go to sea no more.

Ah, get married instead and spend all night in bed,
And go to sea no more.

####.... Author unknown. Variant of a native American ballad, Dixie Brown [Laws D-7] Native American Balladry, pp.164-165 (G. Malcolm Laws, 1950/1964). Arranged by Ryan's Fancy (Songs From The Shows ©2001, Avalon Music) ....####

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