Top Songs By Shirley Collins
Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Shirley Collins
Stimme und Gesang
Ian Kearey
Bass
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Shirley Collins
Komponist:in
Ian Kearey
Arrangeur:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Ian Kearey
Produzent:in
Al Scott
Mischtechniker:in
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
There was a little ship and she sailed on the sea
The name of the ship was the Merry Golden Tree
Sailing on the low and lonesome low
Sailing on the lonely lowland sea
[Verse 2]
They hadn't been out scarce days two or three
Before they sighted the British Robbery
Sailing on the low and lonesome low
Flaunting the Jolly Roger on the lowland sea
[Verse 3]
Up jumps the captain, a-ringin' of his hands
He cries, "Oh, Lord," and, "what will we do?"
She'll sink us in the low and lonesome low
Sink us to the bottom of the lowland sea
[Verse 4]
Up and spoke the little cabin boy
Says, "What will you give me if I them destroy?"
If I sink 'em in the low and lonesome low
Sink 'em to the bottom of the lowland sea"
[Verse 5]
"Well, I'll give you gold and I'll give you fee
My youngest daughter and you shall married be
If you sink 'em in the low and lonesome low
Sink 'em to the bottom of the lowland sea"
[Verse 6]
So he jumped overboard and away swum he
Until he came to the British Robbery
Where some was playing cards and some was at the dice
And some was a-takin' their best friend's advice
As she sailed on the low and lonesome low
Sailed on the lonely lowland sea
[Verse 7]
Well, he had a little tool just right for the use
And he bored nine holes just to let in the juice
Some threw their hats and some threw their caps
They could not stop those saltwater gaps
She sank in the low and lonesome low
Sank to the bottom of the lowland sea
[Verse 8]
He turned on his breast and away swum he
Until he came to the Merry Golden Tree
"Captain, oh, captain, take me on board
And do unto me just as good as your word
For I sank 'em in the low and lonesome low
Sank 'em to the bottom of the lowland sea"
[Verse 9]
Well, I won't give you gold, nor yet pay your fee
My youngest daughter shall never marry thee
I'll leave you in the low and lonesome low
Leave you to drown in the lowland sea
[Verse 10]
If it wasn't for your daughter, nor yet for your men
I'd do unto you just as I did to them
But he turned on his breast and away went he
Fare-you-well, you Merry Golden Tree
I'm drowning in the low and lonesome low
Drowning in the lonely lowland sea
Written by: Ian Kearey, Shirley Collins