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Home Boys Home 
Home Boys Home 
Oh, it's early one evening a sailor came ashore, He asked for a lodging at number fift-four; He asked for a candle to light him up to bed And likewise for a pillow to rest his weary head. 
cho: And it's home boy s home and it's home I'd like to be Home once again in my own countery Where the oak and the ash and the bonny willow tree Are all growing greener in the north Amerikee 
Now Mary being a foolish girl she didn't think no harm To jump into bed for to keep a sailor warm He huddled her and cuddled her and called her all his dear Till she wished the short night had been seven long year 
Early next morning the sailor lad arose And into Mary's apron threw a handful of gold Saying take this my love for the mischief that I've done For tonight I fear I've left you with a daughter or a son. 
If I have a baby I'll put it out to nurse For there's gold in my apron and silver in my purse I'll dry off my breasts like a virgin so free And I'll pass for a maiden in a strange countery. 
If you have a girl she'll have gold to buy her bread And you may depend she'll never trust a sailor in her bed If it be a boy he can wear the jacket blue And go climbing up the rigging like his daddy climbed on you. 
DT #319 Laws K43 From Seeds of Love, Sedley