Farewell Nancy (Folk Songs of Old England Vol. 1, 1968)
"Farewell my lovely Nancy for I must now leave you Unto the salt seas I am bound for to go. But let my long absence be no trouble to you For I will return in the spring as you know."
"Like some pretty little seaboy I will dress and go with you In the deepest of dangers I shall stand your friend. In the cold stormy weather when the winds they are a-blowing, My love I'll be willing to wait on you then."
"Your pretty little hands cannot handle our tackle, Your pretty little feet to our topmast can't go. And the cold stormy weather love you never could endure Therefore lovely Nancy to the sea do not go.