If I was a blackbird I’d whistle and sing
And I’d follow the ship that my true love sails in,
And on the top riggings I’d there build my nest,
And I’d pillow my head on his lily white breast.
I am a young maiden and my
story is sad
For once 1 was courted by a brave sailor lad.
He courted me strongly by night and by day,
But now my dear sailor is gone far away.
If I was a blackbird, &c.
He promised to take me to
Donnybrook fair,
To buy me red ribbons to tie up my hair.
And when he’d return from the ocean so wide,
He’d take me and make me his own loving bride.
If I was a blackbird, &c.
His parents they slight me and
will not agree
That I and my sailor boy married should be.
But when he comes home I will greet him with joy
And I’ll take to my bosom my dear sailor boy.
If I was a blackbird, &c. |