In Bristol there lived a fair damsel And she being a beauty most bright A sailor he loved her fond heartedly Far dearer than he loved his own life But when her old father he heard it He swore that it never would be I'll you far from your own country And I'll send that young sailor to sea O Thomas, o Thomas, cried Nancy We had vowed that we never would part She fell on the beach broken hearted And the tears from her blue eyes did start He pressed this fair maid to his bossom As the tears down her cheeks fast did flow He kissed her cold lips and they parted And he bid her a loving farewell A ship reached the port and returning Like some seabird she danced o'er the foam While Thomas lay on his soft pillow Dreamed of Nancy and parents and home There was lightening and loud peels of thunder There was lightening flashed over the main The rocks ripped the good ship asunder And the crew met a watery grave To the beach, to the beach Nancy oft had visited She beheld a most terrible sight 'Twas the corpse of her Thomas they carried To the place where they oft times had been Next day there were two loyal lovers Cut down in the height of their bloom It was said that they loved one another And was both buried into one tomb