John Kirkpatrick - vocals, button accordion, anglo-concertina, harmonium, tambourine Richard Thompson - vocals, electric guitar Barry Dransfield - vocals, fiddle, acoustic guitar Ashley Hutchings - vocals, bass guitar Dave Mattacks - drums, tambourine With
guests: Shirley Collins - vocals Bert Cleaver - pipe, tabor Ray Worman
- dance Chingford Morris Men - stick dances
I'll Go And 'List For A Sailor
(trad. arr. John Kirkpatrick)
Oh list, oh list to me sorrowful lay And attention
give to me song, I pray When you've heard it all you'll say That 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
Why did Sarah serve me so? No more will I stitch and no more will I sew Me thimble and me needle
to the winds I'll throw And I'll go and 'list for a sailor
Now me days were honey and me nights were the same Till
a man called Cobb from the ocean came With his long black beard and his muscular frame A captain on board of a whaler
Well
he spent his money both frank and free With his tales of the land and his songs of the sea And he stole me Sarah's heart
from me And blighted the hopes of a tailor
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 Me heart's locked up and she's the key What a very unfeeling gaoler
And
so now, kind friends, I'll bid you adieu No more me woes shall trouble you I'll travel the country through and through And
go and 'list for a sailor
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