A boy to me was bound apprentice Because his parents they were poor. I took him from St. James workhouse All for to sail to some foreign shore.
And then one day he did annoy me, But nothing to him did I say, But straight way to my yardarm I dragged him And I left him there till the very next day.
His hands and arms they hang towards me, His feet and legs they hung down likewise. And with my tarry rope I killed him, All because I would not hear his cries.