Farewell, my dearest Nancy
Since I must now leave you
Unto the salt seas
I am bound for to go

But let my long absence
Be no trouble to you
For I shall return
In the spring, as you know

Like some pretty little sea boy
I will dress and go with you
In the deepest of danger
I shall stand your friend

In the cold stormy weather
When the winds are a blowing
My dear, I shall be willing
To wait on you then

Your pretty little hands
Can't handle our tackle
And your pretty little feet
On our top mast can't go

And the cold stormy weather
Love, you ne'er can endure
Therefore, dearest Nancy
To the seas do not go
So farewell, my dearest Nancy
Since I must now leave you
Unto the salt seas
I am bound for to go

Where the winds do blow high
And the seas loud do roar
So may yourself contented
Be kind and stay on shore