Figgy Duff — A Sailor Courted a Farmer's Daughter lyrics

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A sailor courted a farmer’s daughter who lived convenient to the Isle of Mann
Give heed, good people, what follows after: a long time courting but nothing
done
One day at parting, after discoursing something concerning the ocean wide
He said, my dear, at our next meeting, if you’ll consent, I’ll make you my bride
She said, for sailors, we don’t admire them because they sail to so many lands
And the more they love us, the more they’ll slight us and leave us after with
broken hearts
You need not fear, my dearest dear, I don’t intend for to treat you so
I have once more for to cross the ocean; you know, my darling, that I must go
The news been carried unto his mother before his put his foot onboard
That he was courting a farmer’s daughter, one penny portion could not afford
One penny portion gone to the ocean, like one distracted his mother ran
If you don’t forsake her, your bride not make her, I will disown you to be my
son
Oh my dear, you are in a passion, and I am sorry for what you’ve said
Don’t you remember your first beginning; my father took you, a servant maid
So don’t dispraise her, I mean to raise her just like my father with you have
done
Therefore I’ll take her, my bride I’ll make her, though you’ll disown me to be
your son
When the lady fair heard the pleasing story that she to sea with her love might
go
She said, my portion, you need not mind it; I might have money and no one know
Money or not, love, you are my lot, love — you’ve won my heart and affections
still
Therefore I’ll take you, my bride I’ll make you; let my scolding mother say
what she will