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Cliff has been performing this one longer than we’ve known him!\u00a0 Similar theme to “Yarmouth Town<\/a>” but older; a broadside ballad dated roughly to the early 18th century has it entitled “The Fortunate Sailors Garland<\/em>“, later “The Merchant’s Courtship to the Brazier’s<\/em> Daughter<\/em>“, but better associated with the Victorian\/Edwardian period\u00a0as “The Squire\u2019s Lost Lady” <\/em>it has also recently been called “Jacky Tar<\/em>“, it became a fo’c’sle song and A.L. Lloyd insisted that it originated in the 18th century if not earlier and that It derives its story from an old chapbook tale of The Squire and the Farm Servant<\/em>.\u00a0 This song became oral tradition until sometime in the 1830s when it was published again as a broadside sheet.<\/p>\n

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Roud Number: 511
Title: “The merchant’s courtship to the brazier’s daughter. An old song”<\/p><\/div>\n

Jos. Morneault<\/p>\n

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As a sailor was walking one fine summer day,
\nThe squire and their lady were making their way.
\nAnd the sailor he heard the squire say,
\n\u201cTonight with you I mean to stay
\nWith me do me ama, dee me ama, do me ama day.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou must tie a string all around your finger,
\nWith the other end of the string hanging out the window,
\nAnd I’ll slip by and pull the string,
\nAnd you must come down and let me in
\nWith me do me ama, dee me ama, do me ama day.\u201d<\/p>\n

Says Jack to himself, \u201cI’ve a mind to try,
\nTo see if a poor sailor he can’t win that prize.\u201d
\nSo he stole up and he pulled the string
\nAnd the lady come down and she let old Jack in
\nWith that do me ama, dee me ama, do me ama day.<\/p>\n

Well the squire came by, he was humming a song,
\nThinking to himself how it wouldn’t be long.
\nBut when he got there no string he found.
\nBehold, his hopes was all dashed to the ground
\nWith that do me ama, dee me ama, do me ama day.<\/p>\n

Well, early next morning, it was just getting light,
\nThe lady jumped up the bed in a terrible fright.
\nFor there lay Jack in his tarry old shirt,
\nBehold his face was all covered in dirt
\nAnd that do me ama, dee me ama, do me ama day.<\/p>\n

\u201cOh what do you want, you tarry sailor,
\nBreaking in a lady’s bedroom to steal her treasure?\u201d
\n\u201cWell no,\u201d says old Jack, \u201cI just pulled that string
\nAnd you come down, ma’m, and let me in
\nWith me do me ama, dee me ama, do me ama day.\u201d<\/p>\n

The sailor he says, \u201cOh, forgive me I pray,
\nI’ll steal away very quiet at the dawn of the day.\u201d
\n\u201cOh no,\u201d says the lady, \u201cdon’t go too far
\nFor I never will part from me jolly Jack Tar
\nAnd that do me ama, dee me ama, do me ama day.\u201d<\/p>\n

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