There was a wealthy merchant, in London he did dwell
  He had a Beautiful daughter, the truth to you we'll tell
  Oh the truth to you we'll tell
    She had sweethearts a plenty, and men of high degree
  But none but Jack the sailor, her true love ever be
  Oh her true love ever be
    Jackie's gone a sailing, with trouble on his mind
  He's left his native country and his darling girl behind
  Oh his darling girl behind
    She went down to a tailor shop and dressed in man's array
  She climbed on board a vessel to convey herself away
  Oh convey herself away
    Before you get on board sir, your name we'd like to know
  She smiled on her countenance, they called me Jack-A-Roe
  Oh they called me Jack-A-Roe
    I see your waist is slender, your fingers they are small
  Your cheeks too red and rosy to face the cannonball
  Oh to face the cannonball
    I know my waist's to slender, my fingers they are small
  but it would not make me tremble to see ten thousand fall
  Oh to see ten thousand fall
    The war soon being over she went and looked around
  among the dead and wounded her darling boy she found
  Oh her darling boy she found
    She picked him up on in her arms and carried him to the town
  she sent for a physician to quickly heal his wounds
  Oh to quickly heal his wounds
    This couple they got married so well they did agree
  This couple they got married so why not you and me?
  Oh why not you and me?
  Oh why not you and me?