paroles de chanson Jack Tarr the Sailor - The Byrds
When
first
I
came
to
Liverpool
I
went
upon
the
spree
Me
money
at
last
I
spent
it
fast
got
drunk
as
drunk
could
be
And
when
my
money
was
all
gone
it
was
then
that
I
wanted
more
But
a
man
must
be
blind
to
make
up
his
mind
to
go
to
sea
once
more
I
spent
the
night
with
Angeline
to
drunk
to
roll
in
bed
Me
watch
it
was
new
and
my
money
was
too
And
the
morning
with
them
she
fled
And
as
I
roamed
the
streets
of
Bath
the
whores
they
all
would
roar
There
goes
Jack
Tarr
the
poor
sailor
He
must
go
to
sea
once
more
As
I
walking
down
the
street
I
ran
into
Rapper
Brown
I
asked
him
for
to
take
me
in
and
he
looked
at
me
with
a
frown
He
said
last
time
you
was
on
board
with
me
you
job
no
score
But
I'll
take
your
advance
and
I'll
give
you
the
chance
And
I'll
send
you
to
sea
once
more
They
shipped
me
aboard
of
a
whaling
ship
bound
for
the
Arctic
Sea
Where
the
cold
winds
blow
through
the
frost
and
the
snow
Jamaica
rum
would
freeze
Alas
I
had
no
luck
with
my
gear
for
I
left
my
money
ashore
It
was
then
that
I
wished
that
I
was
there
safe
with
the
girl's
ashore
Come
all
ye
boat
seafaring
lads
who
listen
to
my
song
And
when
you
come
off
them
long
trip
pray
that
you
don't
go
wrong
Take
my
advice
drink
no
strong
drink
don't
go
sleeping
with
no
whores
But
get
married
lads
and
have
all
night
in
and
go
to
to
sea
no
more
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