Descripción de My Jolly Sailor Bold Cover (FULL VERSION):

Sung by myself - proof here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0V7Am6ZowM0. IT IS NOT ME IN THE PICTURE. Lyrics are (C) Disney, with some tweaks by me where I felt the wording was a bit awkward. Also, thanks to Sappiou for making a remix! You can find it here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NLBzepE6gUM Original lyrics can be found here: http://quizilla.teennick.com/lyrics/18885184/jolly-sailor-bold All rights are (C) Disney. My revised lyrics, as sung here: Upon one summer's morning I carefully did stray Down by the Walls of Wapping Where I met a sailor gay. Conversing with a young lass Who seem'd to be in pain, Saying, William, when you go I fear you'll ne'er return again. My heart is pierced by Cupid I disdain all glittering gold There is nothing can console me But my jolly sailor bold. His hair it hangs in ringlets His eyes as black as coal My happiness attend him Wherever he may go. From Tower Hill to Blackwall I'll wander, weep and moan All for my jolly sailor Until he sails home. My heart is pierced by Cupid I disdain all glittering gold There is nothing can console me But my jolly sailor bold. My father is a merchant The truth I now will tell And in great London City In opulence doth dwell. His fortune doth exceed 300,000 gold And he frowns upon his daughter Who loves a sailor bold. A fig for his riches His merchandise and gold True love has grafted my heart Give me my sailor bold. My heart is pierced by Cupid I disdain all glittering gold There is nothing can console me But my jolly sailor bold. Should he return in pov'rty From o'er the ocean far To my tender bosom I'll press my jolly tar. My sailor is as smiling As the pleasant month of May And often we have wandered Through Ratcliffe Highway Many a pretty blooming Young girl we did behold Reclining on the bosom Of her jolly sailor bold. My heart is pierced by Cupid I disdain all glittering gold There is nothing can console me But my jolly sailor bold. My name it is Maria A merchant's daughter fair And I have left my parents And three thousand pounds a year Come all you pretty fair maids Whoever you may be Who love a jolly sailor That plows the raging sea While up aloft in storm From me his absence mourn And firmly pray arrive the day He's never more to roam. My heart is pierced by Cupid I disdain all glittering gold There is nothing can console me But my jolly sailor bold. My heart is pierced by Cupid I disdain all glittering gold There is nothing can console me But my jolly sailor bold.