John Barbour

What ails you my daughter dear

your eyes are so dim

have you had any sore sickness

or yet been sleeping with a man

I have not had any sore sickness

but I know what's ailing me

I thinking of my own true love

he plows the raging sea

he plows the raging sea

Be he a lord or a duke or a knight

or a man of wealth of fame

or is he one of my sailor lads

come tell me now his name

He is no lord or a duke or knight

or a man of wealth and fame

he is one of your sailor lads

and john barbour is his name

Now if John Barbour is his name

a lowly sailor man is he

and if John Barbor is his name

then hanged he will be

than hanged he will be

The king he calls his sailors all

by one by two by three

John Barbour was the first he called

but the last came was he

When he came a trippin down

he was clothed in all in white

his hair were like the roses red

and his teeth were ivory brite

He paid their wages with a smile

when John Barbour he did see

if i was a woman if I were a man

then bedfellows we would be

Will you marry my daughter Jane

and take her by the hand

will you come and dine with me

take charge of all my land

I will marry your daughter Jane

and I'll take her by the hand

I will come and dine with you

but to hell with all your lands

if you can give her one gold piece

then I can give her three

for I am bold John Barbour

and I plow the raging sea

I plow the raging sea

I plow