[00:05.616]Oh, a sailor's life is a weary life
[00:12.070]For he robs the girls of their delight
[00:17.292]Causes them to weep, causes them to mourn
[00:20.258]Loss of a true love, never to return
[00:27.616]Oh, Father, Father, build me a boat
[00:32.291]And on the world's oceans, I will float
[00:37.115]Hail each captain, as I pass by
[00:40.215]There, I'll ask for my sailor boy
[00:48.723]Oh, captain, captain, tell me true
[00:52.810]Does my own Willie sail with you?
[00:57.472]Tell me soon, to give me joy
[01:00.715]None will I have but my sailor boy
[01:07.611]Oh no, kind lady, he's not here
[01:11.866]He drowned in the gulf, and we buried him there
[01:16.393]On the island, as we passed by
[01:19.720]There, we left your sailor boy
[01:27.351]Oh, she rung her hands, and tore her hair
[01:31.544]Just like some lady in great despair
[01:36.737]Called for a chair to sit her down
[01:39.790]Penningdon for, to write it down
[01:47.450]Oh, dig my grave wide and deep
[01:53.151]Put a marble stone at the head and feet
[01:57.700]On my grave, a turtle dove
[02:00.518]Tell the world, I died for my love
[02:11.186]Oh, a sailor's life is a weary life
[02:17.273]He robs the girls of their delight
[02:22.014]Causes them to weep, causes them to mourn
[02:25.167]Loss of a true love, never to return

Oh, a sailor's life is a weary life
For he robs the girls of their delight
Causes them to weep, causes them to mourn
Loss of a true love, never to return
Oh, Father, Father, build me a boat
And on the world's oceans, I will float
Hail each captain, as I pass by
There, I'll ask for my sailor boy
Oh, captain, captain, tell me true
Does my own Willie sail with you?
Tell me soon, to give me joy
None will I have but my sailor boy
Oh no, kind lady, he's not here
He drowned in the gulf, and we buried him there
On the island, as we passed by
There, we left your sailor boy
Oh, she rung her hands, and tore her hair
Just like some lady in great despair
Called for a chair to sit her down
Penningdon for, to write it down
Oh, dig my grave wide and deep
Put a marble stone at the head and feet
On my grave, a turtle dove
Tell the world, I died for my love
Oh, a sailor's life is a weary life
He robs the girls of their delight
Causes them to weep, causes them to mourn
Loss of a true love, never to return