Ye mariners all as you pass by
Come in and drink if you are dry
Just call your drinks and think not amiss
And stick your nose in a jug of this

Ye tipplers all if you've half a crown
You're welcome all for to sit down
Just call your drinks and think not amiss
And stick your nose in a jug of this

My father told me when I was small
Now you drink this son or not at all
He held me up my hand in his
And let me taste a jug of this

When I am old and can scarcely grow
With a long grey beard and a head that's bald
Crown my desire and fulfil my wish
A pretty young girl and a jug of this

When I am in my grave and dead
And all my sorrows are past and fled
Transform me then into a fish
And let me swim in a jug of this

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