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Trimmed RIgged Doxy
[Verse 1]
I am a sailor brisk and bold
Long time I've sailed the ocean
And if ye want to know me name
Me name it is Jim Johnson
Now, me fellow shipmates, I'll bid you adieu
No more will I rove the world with you
But I'll wander the country through and through
And I'll be a rambling sailor
[Verse 2]
Now as I walked out on-a one fine day
Down by the London River
A handsome girl I chanced to spy
We cruised along together
Her cheeks they were like the roses red
She'd a feathery bonnet all on her head
I put the hard word on her but she said she was a maid
The pretty little trim-rigged doxy
[Verse 3]
"Now I can’t and I shan’t and I won't go with you
You saucy rambling sailor
Why, me parents they would not agree
I'm promised to a tailor"
But I was hot-shot eager for to rifle of her charms
"A guinea," says I, "for to roll in your arms"
The deal it was done, we went upstairs
Meself and the trim rigged doxy
[Verse 4]
And it was haul out the bow and let the staysails fall
And yardarm to yardarm bumping
For me shot locker empty asleep I falls
And soon she turned to robbing
She robbed me pockets of all I had
She took the boots from the end of the bed
She even took a gold watch from underneath me head
The saucy little trim-rigged doxy
[Verse 5]
And when I found that she was gone
I started to roar like thunder
Oh, me gold watch and me money too
She bore them away for plunder
But it ain't for me watch nor me money too
For them I don't value, I'll tell you true
I feel a little fire bucket burn me bob stay through
The saucy little trim-rigged doxy