My Johnny was a shoemaker, And dearly he
loved me My Johnny was a shoemaker, But now he's gone to sea; With nasty pitch to soil his hands And to sail across the stormy sea, My Johnny was a shoemaker.
His
jacket was a deep sky blue, And curly was his hair , His jacket was a deep sky blue, It was, I do declare; To reef the topsail now he's gone, And to sail
across the stormy sea My Johnny was a shoemaker.
And he will be a captain by and bye, With a brave and gallant
crew, And he will be a captain by and bye, With a sword and a spyglass too, And when he is a captain bold, He'll come back to marry me, My Johnny
was a shoemaker.
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