"Farewell Nancy" गीत

0 Nancy, lovely Nancy, I'm going for to leave you;
Down to the East Indies we're bound for to steer,
And it's by my long absence, lovely Nancy, don't grieve you,
For I will be back in the Spring of the year.

0 Willie, lovely Willie, shall I go along with you?
In the midst of all danger with you I shan't fail;
When the cold stormy winds, love, and the hurricanes are blowing,
My dear, I shall be ready to reef your topsail.

It's not your little fingers our cables can't handle
And your neat little feet our topsail can't go;
When the cold stormy winds, love, and the hurricanes are blowing;
I will advise you, lovely Nancy, to the seas do not go.

Where Willie was sailing and Nancy kept waving,
Her cheeks being more paler than ever was before;
With her gold gay locks, love, she tenderly kept tearing of,
You are gone, lovely Willie, where I'll see you no more.

Come all you young maidens, by me take warning,
Don't never love a sailor that sails o'er the main.
For today they will court and tomorrow they will slight you,
And they'll leave you in sorrow, in grief to complain.

Another Version

Jimmie set sailing, leave Nancy a-weeping,
And the tears down her red rosy cheeks they did flow,
Where big guns do roar, cold winds can endure,
But advise, lovely Nancy, to the sea, do not go.

I'll dress as a sailor and with you I'll wander,
For it's to the East Indies we're bound for to steer,
Where big guns do roar, cold winds can endure,
But advise, lovely Nancy, to the sea, do not go.

Your dear little fingers cold cables can't handle,
Your dear little toes to the main-top can't go,
Your delicate body cold winds can't endure,
But advise, lovely Nancy, to the sea, do not go.