I'll Go List for a Sailor

Oh list, oh list to me sorrowful lay And attention give to my song, I pray When you've heard it you will say I'm an unfortunate tailor For once, I was happy as a bird in a tree My Sarah was all in the world to me Now I'm cut out by a son of the sea And she's left me here to bewail her Oh my days were honey and me nights were the same Till a man called Cobb from the ocean came With his dark hair and his muscular frame A captain on board of a whaler For he spent his money both frank and free With his tales of the land and his songs of the sea And he stole my Sarah's heart from me And blighted the hopes of a tailor Oh, why did Sarah serve me so? No more will I stitch and no more will I sew My needle and my thread to the winds I'll throw And I'll go and 'list for a sailor Well, once I was with her, when in came Cobb "Avast!" he cried, "you blubbery swab! If you don't knock off I'll scuttle your knob!" And Sarah smiled at the sailor So now I'll cross the raging sea For Sarah's proved untrue to me My heart's locked up and she's the key What a very unfeeling jailer