From Bodleian Library Broadside Ballads Firth c.12(217).
London: H.P. Such, Machine Printer and Publisher, 177, Union-street, Boro'., S.E.
between 1863 and 1885

THE YOUNG MAN BRED A CARPENTIER [sic]

My love he is a sailor boy gallant and bold.
He's as tall as a flag-staff, scarcely nineteen years old.
For to cruise around this wide world he has left his own dear,
And my heart it is a-bursting because he's not here.

CHORUS: For his spirit was tremendous, and fierce to behold
In a young man bred a carpentier only nineteen years old.

His parents they bound him for to be a carpentier,
But a seafaring life he did very much prefer,
For his spirit was tremendous and fierce to behold
In a young man bred a carpentier, only nineteen years old. CHORUS

My buzzum it is tossing just like the rolling sea,
For fear that his affections don't still point upon me;
For a sweetheart can be found in any port I am told,
Especially for a young man only nineteen years old. CHORUS

And it's oh for my lover I grieve and repine
For fear this young man can never be mine.
All the wealth of the Indies in silver and gold
I would give for my sailor boy, only nineteen years old. CHORUS