My Johnny Was a Shoemaker

My Johnny was a shoemaker and did he love me My Johnny was a shoemaker but now he's gone to sea With pitch and tar to soil his hands And to sail across the sea, stormy sea And sail across the stormy sea His jacket was a deep sky-blue and curly was his hair His jacket was a deep sky-blue, it was a do declare For to reeve the top sails up against the mast And to sail across the sea, stormy sea And sail across the stormy sea Some day he'll be a captain bold with a brave and a gallant crew Some day he'll be a captain bold with a sword and spy gla*s too And when he has his gallant captain's sword He'll come home and marry me, marry me He'll come home and marry me