Polly on the Shore - Fairport Convention

Polly on the Shore - Fairport Convention
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 we were 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 they we spy a bold man of war
She was making 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
But 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 the thousand times I wished myself the way
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 the thousand times I saw myself again
All alone with my Polly on the shore