My Johnny was a shoemaker and dearly he loved meMy Johnny was a shoemaker but now he's gone to seaWith pitch and tar to soil his handsAnd to sail across the sea, stormy seaAnd sail across the stormy seaHis jacket was a deep sky blue and curly was his hairHis jacket was a deep sky blue, it was, I do declareFor to reive the topsails up against the mastAnd to sail across the sea, stormy seaAnd sail across the stormy seaSome day he'll be a captain bold with a brave and a gallant crewSome day he'll be a captain bold with a sword and spy-glass tooAnd when he has a gallant captain's swordHe'll come home and marry me, marry meHe'll come home and marry me
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