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TARRY TROUSERS As I walked out one midsummer morning The weather being both fine and clear Who should I hear but a tender woman Talking to her daughter dear Daughter, I would have you marry And live no longer a single life But she said, Mother, I would rather tarry For my sailor boy so bright But they are given to roaming Into foreign countries they do go And then they leave you broken hearted And that will prove your overthrow I'll dress my self in sailor's clothing No foreign dangers shall I fear When we're in the height of battle I'll protect my Jamie dear Ah mother, the big guns they do rattle And the little guns they do make their noise When we're in the height of battle I'll cry, Fight on, me jolly boys Me mother would have me wed a tailor And rob me of my heart's delight But give me the lad who wears tarry trousers Shine to me like diamonds bright DT #414 @transvestite @sailor @family recorded by Frankie Armstrong tune "TARYTROU" from Songs the Whalemen Sang, Huntington filename[ TARYTROU TUNE FILE: TARYTROU CLICK TO PLAY SOF |
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