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Jack-A-Roe - Bob Dylan
Written by：Traditional

Oh there was a wealthy merchant
In London he did dwell

He had a lovely daughter
The truth to you I'll tell

Oh the truth to you I'll tell

She had sweethearts a plenty
And men of high degree

There was none but Jackie Frazier
Her true love e'er to be

Oh her true love e'er to be

Oh daughter oh daughter
Your body I will confine

If none but Jack the sailor
Would ever suit your mind

Oh would ever suit your mind

This body you may imprison
My heart you can't confine

There's none but Jack the sailor
Would have this heart of mine

Would have this heart of mine

Now Jackie's gone sailing
With trouble on his mind

To leave his native country
And his darling girl behind

Oh his darling girl behind

She went into the tailor shop
And dressed in men's array

Then she went into the vessel
To convey herself away

Oh convey herself away

Before you step onboard sir
Your name I'd like to know

She smiled all in her countenance said
They call me Jack-A-Roe

Oh they call me Jack-A-Roe

Your waist is light and slender
Your fingers neat and small

Your cheeks too red and rosy
For to face the cannonball

Oh to face the cannonball

I know my waist is slender
And my fingers they are small