Cara Dillon - Sailor boy

It was ^Aearly, early all in the spring When my love^D Willie went to s^Aerve the king The night being^G dark and the ^Awind blew high Which parted^A me from my sailor boy

^AOh father, father, build me a boat For on the^D ocean ^AI mean to float To watch the ^Gbig ships as t^Ahey pass by For I might in^Aquire of my sailor boy

She had not ^Asailed there for a week or two When she spied the ^Dcaptain an^Ad all his crew Oh Captain, ^GCaptain, come^A tell me true Does my love ^AWillie sail on board with you

Oh fair maid, ^Afair maid, he is not here He's lost or ^Ddrowned, that I am af^Araid On yon green ^Gisland as we passed ^Aby T'was there we ^Alost our fine sailor boy

She wrung her ^Ahands and she tore her hair Just like a ^Dlady in deep des^Apair She called for ^Gpaper, both pen and ^Aink And every ^Aline she did drop a tear And every word she calls Willie near

Oh father, ^Afather, dig me a grave Go dig it ^Dlong and go dig it ^Awide Place marble ^Gstone at my head and ^Afeet That the world may ^Aknow that I died in grief