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Jackaroe

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JACKAROE

There was a silk merchant in London he did dwell
He had only one daughter and the truth to you I’ll tell

This young lady she was courted by men of high degree
There was none but Jack the sailor would ever do for she

As soon as her waiting maid heard what she did say
She went to her father and there she did betray

Dear daughter if this be true what I have heard of you
Jackie shall be vanished and you confined too

Poor Jackie has gone to sea with trouble on his mind
A-leaving of his country and darling girl behind

She went into a tailor shop got dressed in men’s array
She went onto a vessel to convey herself away

Before you step onboard sir, your name I’d like to know
She smiled all over her countenance they call me Jackaroe

Your waist is light and slender your fingers neat and small
Your cheeks too red and rosy to face the cannonball

I know my waist is light and slender, my fingers are neat and small
But I never change my countenance to face the cannonball

The wars being over she hunted all around
Among the dead and wounded and her darling boy she found

She picked him all up in her arms and carried him back to the town
And sent for a physician who quickly healed his wounds

This couple they got married so well they did agree
This couple they got married and why not you and me?
JACKAROE

La figlia di un mercante famosa per beltà
Viveva bene a Londra dirò la verità
Oh dirò la verità
Da tutti era ammirata per il suo splendore
Ma Jack il marinaio era il suo solo amore
Oh era il suo solo amore
Jack fu poi chiamato per andare in guerra
Lasciando lì il suo amore lasciando la sua terra
Oh lasciando la sua terra
Lei allora andò da un sarto e si vestì da paggio
Salì sopra il vascello per mettersi in viaggio
Oh per mettersi in viaggio
Tu puoi salire a bordo ma il nome tuo non so
Sorrise col suo viso mi chiamo Jackaroe
Oh mi chiamo Jackaroe
La vita tua è snella le dita hai delicate
Non credo tu sia adatto a sparare cannonate
Oh a sparare cannonate
Le dita ho piccoline i polsi affusolati
Ma so restare calmo se muoiono i soldati
Oh se muoiono i soldati
Quando finì la guerra si misero a cercare
In mezzo ai moribondi lei ritrovò il suo amore
Oh lei ritrovò il suo amore
Lo prese tra le braccia e lo portò in paese
Poi gli chiamò un dottore che lo guarì in un mese
Oh che lo guarì in un mese
Divennero due sposi scordarono anche i guai
Come faremo noi amore mio vedrai
Oh amore mio vedrai
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