so sorry that you're in a bad mood. have two new songs to cheer you up, though! first is a shanty from our capitain, though a different version & second is a sea song from a guest lecturer. :) hope this helps to improve your mood.
A Rovin’ /Maid of Amsterdam
In Amsterdam there lived a maid Mark you well what I say! In Amsterdam there lives a maid, And this fair maid my trust betrayed
Chorus: I'll go no more a rovin, with you fair maid A roving, A roving, since roving's been my ru-i-in, I'll go no more a roving, with you fair maid
Her eyes are like two stars so bright Mark you well what I say Her eyes are like two stars so bright, Her face is fair, her step is light.
I asked this fair maid to take a walk, Mark well what I do say I asked this maid out for a walk That we might have some private talk.
Then I took this fair maid's lily white hand, Mark well what I do say I took this fair maid's lily white hand In mine as we walked along the strand.
Then I put my arm around her waist Mark well what I do say! For I put my arm around her waist And from her lips snatched a kiss in haste!
Then a great big Dutchman rammed my bow Mark well what I do say For a great big Dutchman rammed my bow, And said, "Young man, dis bin mein vrow!”
Then take warning boys, from me, Mark well what I do say! So take a warning, boys, from me, With other men's wives don't make too free.
For if you do you will surely rue Mark well what I do say! For if you do you will surely rue Your act, and find my words come true.
A Rovin’ version #2
In Portsmouth town there lived a maid Mark well what I do say! In Portsmouth town there lived a maid The British Navy was her trade, I'll go no more a-rovin' with you fair maid.
Chorus: A-rovin', a-rovin', since rovin's been my ru-i-in I'll go no more a-rovin' with you fair maid.
She swore to me that she was true Mark well what I do say! She's true to me, she's true to you She's true to the whole damn Navy, too I'll go no more a-rovin' with you fair maid.
I put me hand upon her toe Mark well what I do say! I put me hand upon her toe Sez she, "Young man, you're rather low" I'll go no more a-rovin' with you fair maid.
Optional Verses: I took this maid out for a walk Mark well what I do say— I took this maid out for a walk And we had such a lovely talk; I’ll go no more a rovin’ with you, fair maid
I didn’t tell her stories two, Mark well what I do say— I didn’t tell her stories two, Of the gold we found in Timbuktu! I’ll go no more a rovin’ with you, fair maid
I sat this maid upon my knee, Mark well what I do say— I sat this maid upon my knee, Said she, “Piss Off, and let me be!” I’ll go no more a rovin’ with you, fair maid
Now if you’d know this maiden’s name, Mark well what I do say— Now if you’d know this maiden’s name, Why soon, like mine, ‘twill be the same. I’ll go no more a rovin’ with you, fair maid
One night I crept from my abode Mark etc. One night I crept from my abode To meet this fair maid down the road I'll go I met this fair maid after dark And took her to her favorite park.
I took this fair maid for a walk And we had such a loving talk. I put me arm around her waist Sez she, "Young man, you're in great haste!"
I put my hand upon her knee Sez she, "Young man you're rather free!" I put my hand upon her thigh Sez she, "Young man you're rather high!"
She sore that she'd be true to me But spent me pay-day fast and free In three weeks time I was badly bent Then off to sea I sadly went.
In a bloodboat Yank bound round Cape Horn Me boots and clothes were all in pawn Bound up Cape Stiff through ice and snow And up the coast to Cally-o
An' then back to the Liverpool Docks Saltpeter stowed in our boots an' socks Now when I got home from sea A soger had her on his knee.
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Date: 2004-07-06 05:15 pm (UTC)A Rovin’ /Maid of Amsterdam
In Amsterdam there lived a maid
Mark you well what I say!
In Amsterdam there lives a maid,
And this fair maid my trust betrayed
Chorus: I'll go no more a rovin, with you fair maid
A roving, A roving, since roving's been my ru-i-in,
I'll go no more a roving, with you fair maid
Her eyes are like two stars so bright
Mark you well what I say
Her eyes are like two stars so bright,
Her face is fair, her step is light.
I asked this fair maid to take a walk,
Mark well what I do say
I asked this maid out for a walk
That we might have some private talk.
Then I took this fair maid's lily white hand,
Mark well what I do say
I took this fair maid's lily white hand
In mine as we walked along the strand.
Then I put my arm around her waist
Mark well what I do say!
For I put my arm around her waist
And from her lips snatched a kiss in haste!
Then a great big Dutchman rammed my bow
Mark well what I do say
For a great big Dutchman rammed my bow,
And said, "Young man, dis bin mein vrow!”
Then take warning boys, from me,
Mark well what I do say!
So take a warning, boys, from me,
With other men's wives don't make too free.
For if you do you will surely rue
Mark well what I do say!
For if you do you will surely rue
Your act, and find my words come true.
A Rovin’ version #2
In Portsmouth town there lived a maid
Mark well what I do say!
In Portsmouth town there lived a maid
The British Navy was her trade,
I'll go no more a-rovin' with you fair maid.
Chorus: A-rovin', a-rovin', since rovin's been my ru-i-in
I'll go no more a-rovin' with you fair maid.
She swore to me that she was true
Mark well what I do say!
She's true to me, she's true to you
She's true to the whole damn Navy, too
I'll go no more a-rovin' with you fair maid.
I put me hand upon her toe
Mark well what I do say!
I put me hand upon her toe
Sez she, "Young man, you're rather low"
I'll go no more a-rovin' with you fair maid.
Optional Verses:
I took this maid out for a walk
Mark well what I do say—
I took this maid out for a walk
And we had such a lovely talk;
I’ll go no more a rovin’ with you, fair maid
I didn’t tell her stories two,
Mark well what I do say—
I didn’t tell her stories two,
Of the gold we found in Timbuktu!
I’ll go no more a rovin’ with you, fair maid
I sat this maid upon my knee,
Mark well what I do say—
I sat this maid upon my knee,
Said she, “Piss Off, and let me be!”
I’ll go no more a rovin’ with you, fair maid
Now if you’d know this maiden’s name,
Mark well what I do say—
Now if you’d know this maiden’s name,
Why soon, like mine, ‘twill be the same.
I’ll go no more a rovin’ with you, fair maid
One night I crept from my abode
Mark etc.
One night I crept from my abode
To meet this fair maid down the road
I'll go
I met this fair maid after dark
And took her to her favorite park.
I took this fair maid for a walk
And we had such a loving talk.
I put me arm around her waist
Sez she, "Young man, you're in great haste!"
I put my hand upon her knee
Sez she, "Young man you're rather free!"
I put my hand upon her thigh
Sez she, "Young man you're rather high!"
She sore that she'd be true to me
But spent me pay-day fast and free
In three weeks time I was badly bent
Then off to sea I sadly went.
In a bloodboat Yank bound round Cape Horn
Me boots and clothes were all in pawn
Bound up Cape Stiff through ice and snow
And up the coast to Cally-o
An' then back to the Liverpool Docks
Saltpeter stowed in our boots an' socks
Now when I got home from sea
A soger had her on his knee.
-melanie :)