Lyrics Sailor's Life - Judy Collins
Oh,
a
sailor's
life
is
a
weary
life
For
he
robs
the
girls
of
their
delight
Causes
them
to
weep,
causes
them
to
mourn
Loss
of
a
true
love,
never
to
return
"Oh,
father,
father,
build
me
a
boat
And
on
the
world's
oceans
I
will
float
Hail
each
captain
as
I
pass
by
There
I'll
ask
for
my
sailor
boy"
"Oh,
captain,
captain,
tell
me
true
Does
my
own
Willy
sail
with
you?
Tell
me
soon
to
give
me
joy
None
will
I
have
but
my
sailor
boy"
"Oh,
no,
kind
lady,
he
is
not
here
He
drowned
in
the
gulf
and
we
buried
him
there
On
the
island
as
we
passed
by
There
we
left
your
sailor
boy"
Oh,
she
rung
her
hands
and
tore
her
hair
Just
like
some
lady
in
great
despair
Called
for
a
chair
to
sit
her
down
Pen
and
ink
for
to
write
it
down
"Oh,
dig
my
grave
wide
and
deep
Put
a
marble
stone
at
the
head
and
feet
On
my
grave
a
turtle
dove
Tell
the
world
I
died
for
my
love"
Oh,
sailor's
life
is
a
weary
life
He
robs
the
girls
of
their
delight
Causes
them
to
weep,
causes
them
to
mourn
Loss
of
a
true
love
never
to
return
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