Classic Poem

1

O once I loved a sailor well
Dear as I loved my life
What ailed me I could never tell
But I longed to be his wife
He looked at me when I loved him
Love is a strong prevailer
I loved my beau, so tight and trim
And longed to wed my sailor

2

In trowsers and in jacket blue
I saw him pace the ship
And gaze upon the ocean blue
And walk without a trip
No fear was in his manly face
No tremor in his tread
He marched the deck with steady pace
Where he had fought and bled

3

He calmly gazed across the blue
A man in every limb
In trowsers and in jacket blue
None looked so clean and trim
I gazed upon him one fine day
While lying within shore
My heart the sailor stole away
He keeps for ever more.