My heart is pierced by Cupid
I disdain all glittering gold
There is nothing can console me
But my jolly sailor bold. [bad word] all you pretty fair maids
Whoever you may be
Who love a jolly sailor
That plows the raging sea.

My heart is pierced by Cupid
I disdain all glittering gold
There is nothing can console me
But my jolly sailor bold.

[Pause - Choir Sings]

My heart is pierced by Cupid
I disdain all glittering gold
There is nothing can console me
But my jolly sailor bold.

[Pause - Choir Sings]

My jolly sailor bold. [bad word] all you pretty fair maids
Whoever you may be
Who love a jolly sailor
That plows the raging sea.

But my jolly sailor bold.