My Johnny was a shoemaker and did he love me My Johnny was a shoemaker but now he's gone to sea With pitch and tar to soil his hands And sail across the stormy sea
His jacket was a deep sky-blue and curly was his hair His jacket was a deep sky-blue, it was a do declare For to reeve the top sails up against the mast And sail across the stormy sea
Some day he'll be a captain bold with a brave and a gallant crew Some day he'll be a captain bold with a sword and spy glass too And when he has his gallant captain's sword He'll come home and marry me