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 Kind Heaven fend him safely back,

My life, my joy, my sailor Jack.

Fal lal de ral, &c.

The first time he came to fee me,

He was drest in his rich array,

He was drest all in his rich brocades,

With other garments gay;

Deceive me not because I'm young,

You've got a false and flattering tongue.

Fal lal de ral, &c.

The second time he came to court me,

He was drest in sailor’s array:

He was drest all in his speckled shirt,

With other garments gay;

So sweet he sat and sung by me,

With his good humour track and free.

Fal lal de ral, &c.

If I on board with you should go,

Don't be angry with me my dear;

Your cabin I will closely keep;

No man will I come near,

And when your mess is almost out,

I'll help to steer your ship about.

Fal lal, &c.

And when you're on the raging main,

Think on your Molly dear;

Constant I’ll be as the turtle dove,

No reason you have to fear;

Ho t up your fails, push back your oars,

And turn to your Molly's arms once more.

Fal lal de ral, &c,