Female Rambling Sailor
Come all you maids both near and far
And listen to my ditty.
'Twas near Gravesend there lived a maid,
She was both neat and pretty.
Her true love he was pressed away
And drowned in some foreign sea,
Which caused this fair maid for to say,
"I'll be a rambling sailor."
In her jacket blue and trousers white,
Just like a sailor neat and tight,
The sea, it was the heart's delight,
Of the female rambling sailor.
From stem to stem she freely goes,
She braves all dangers, fears no foes.
But soon you shall hear of the overthrow
Of the female rambling sailor.
No never did her courage fail,
'Twas stormy winds and wintry gales,
This fair maiden did prevail,
This female rambling sailor.
From stem to stem she freely went
Where oft times she'd been many.
Her hand did slip and down she fell,
She calmly bad [sic] this world farewell.
When her lilywhite breast in view it came,
It appeared to be a woman's frame.
Rebecca Young, it was the name
Of the female rambling sailor.
May the willows wave around her grave
And round the laurels planted,
May the roses sweet bloom at her feet,
Of the one who was undaunted.
Come all you maids both near and far
And listen to my story.
Her body's anchored in the deep,
Let's hope her soul's in glory.
On the River Thames she's known so well,
No man there could her excel,
One tear let fall as the last farewell
To the female rambling sailor.
In her jacket blue and trousers white,
Just like a sailor neat and tight,
The sea, it was the heart's delight,
Of the female rambling sailor.
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