Chris Wood - OUR CAPTAIN CALLS ALL HANDS lyrics

Our captain called all hands To sail tomorrow Leaves many a fair pretty maid In grief and sorrow. So dry those mountain tears And leave off weeping. How happy we shall be At our next meeting. How can you go away Fighting for strangers? You’d better stay at home Free from all dangers. I would roll you in my arms, My dearest j**el, So stay at home with me And don’t be cruel. When I had gold in store You did write me, But now I’m low and poor You seem to slight me; You courted me for a while Just to decieve me; Now my poor heart you have won You’re going to leave me. She fell upon the ground Like one that was dying. This house was full of grief Sighing and crying. There is no belief in man, Not your own brother, So girls if you must love, Love one another. Farewell, my dearest friends, Father and mother, I am your only child, I have no brother. It’s in vain to weep for me For I am going Into everlasting joys Where fountains are flowing.