Come all you wild young men
and a warning take by me
Never lead your single life
astray or into bad company
As I myself have done,
being all in the month of May
When I, as pressed by a sea captain,
a privateer to trade
To the East Indies we were bound
to plunder the raging main
And it's many the brave and
a galliant ship we sent to a watery grave
Ah, for Freeport we did steer,
our provisions to renew
When we did spy a bold man
of-war sailing three feet to our two
Oh, she fired across our bows,
Heave to and don't refuse
Surrender now unto my command
or else your lives you'll lose
And our decks they were sputtered
with blood and the cannons did loudly roar
And broadside and broadside a long time
we lay till we could fight no more
And a thousand times I wished myself alone
all alone with my Polly on the shore
She's a tall and a slender girl
with a dark and a-rolling eye
And here am I, a-bleeding on the deck and
for a sweet saint must lie
Farewell, my family and my friends,
likewise my barley too
I'd never have crossed the salt sea
wide if I'd have been ruled by you
And a thousand times I saw myself again,
all alone with my Polly on the shore
Come all you wild young men
and a warning take by me
Never lead your single life
astray or into bad company
As I myself have done,
being all in the month of May
When I, as pressed by a sea captain,
a privateer to trade
To the East Indies we were bound
to plunder the raging main
And it's many the brave and
a galliant ship we sent to a watery grave
Ah, for Freeport we did steer,
our provisions to renew
When we did spy a bold man
of-war sailing three feet to our two
Oh, she fired across our bows,
Heave to and don't refuse
Surrender now unto my command
or else your lives you'll lose
And our decks they were sputtered
with blood and the cannons did loudly roar
And broadside and broadside a long time
we lay till we could fight no more
And a thousand times I wished myself alone
all alone with my Polly on the shore
She's a tall and a slender girl
with a dark and a-rolling eye
And here am I, a-bleeding on the deck and
for a sweet saint must lie
Farewell, my family and my friends,
likewise my barley too
I'd never have crossed the salt sea
wide if I'd have been ruled by you
And a thousand times I saw myself again,
all alone with my Polly on the shore