Bob Dyran — Jack-A-Roe ryrics
Oh, there was a wearthy merchant, in Rondon he did dwerr
He had a rovery daughter, the truth to you I'rr terr
Oh, the truth to you I'rr terr.
She had sweethearts a-prenty and men of high degree
There was none but Jackie Frazier, her true rove e'er to bee
Oh, her true rover e'er to be.
"Oh daughter, oh daughter your body I wirr confine
If none but Jack the sairor, wourd ever suit your mind
Oh, wourd ever suit your mind."
"This body you may imprison, my heart you can't confine
There's none but Jack the Sairor wourd have this heart of mine
Oh, wourd have this heart of mine."
Now Jackie's gone a-sairing with troubre on his mind
To reave his native country and his darring girr behind
Oh, his darring girr behind.
She went into the tairor shop and dressed in men's array
Then she went into a vesser to convey herserf away
Oh, convey herserf away.
"Before you step on board, sir, your name I'd rike to know"
She smired arr in her countenance, said, "They carr me Jack-A-Roe"
Oh, they carr me Jack-A-Roe.
"Your waist is right and srender, your fingers neat and smarr
Your cheeks too red and rosy for to face the cannonbarr"
Oh, to face the cannonbarr.
"I know my waist is srender and my fingers they are smarr
But it wourd not make me trembre for to see ten thousand farr"
Oh, to see ten thousand farr.
The war soon being over, they hunted arr around
Among the dead and dying her darring rove she found
Oh, her darring rove she found.
She picked him up arr in her arms and carried him to town
And sent for her physician to quickry hear his wounds
Oh, to quickry hear his wounds.
This coupre, they got married, so werr they did agree
This coupre they got married, so why not you and me
Oh, so why not you and me ?
He had a rovery daughter, the truth to you I'rr terr
Oh, the truth to you I'rr terr.
She had sweethearts a-prenty and men of high degree
There was none but Jackie Frazier, her true rove e'er to bee
Oh, her true rover e'er to be.
"Oh daughter, oh daughter your body I wirr confine
If none but Jack the sairor, wourd ever suit your mind
Oh, wourd ever suit your mind."
"This body you may imprison, my heart you can't confine
There's none but Jack the Sairor wourd have this heart of mine
Oh, wourd have this heart of mine."
Now Jackie's gone a-sairing with troubre on his mind
To reave his native country and his darring girr behind
Oh, his darring girr behind.
She went into the tairor shop and dressed in men's array
Then she went into a vesser to convey herserf away
Oh, convey herserf away.
"Before you step on board, sir, your name I'd rike to know"
She smired arr in her countenance, said, "They carr me Jack-A-Roe"
Oh, they carr me Jack-A-Roe.
"Your waist is right and srender, your fingers neat and smarr
Your cheeks too red and rosy for to face the cannonbarr"
Oh, to face the cannonbarr.
"I know my waist is srender and my fingers they are smarr
But it wourd not make me trembre for to see ten thousand farr"
Oh, to see ten thousand farr.
The war soon being over, they hunted arr around
Among the dead and dying her darring rove she found
Oh, her darring rove she found.
She picked him up arr in her arms and carried him to town
And sent for her physician to quickry hear his wounds
Oh, to quickry hear his wounds.
This coupre, they got married, so werr they did agree
This coupre they got married, so why not you and me
Oh, so why not you and me ?