Classic Poem

I'll sing you a song about two true lovers,
And from Lichfield town they came.
And this young man's name was William Taylor,
And this young woman's name was Sarah Jane.

William Taylor's a nice young sailor,
He went courting a lady fair,
And just as he was going to be married,
He was pressed and sent away.

She dressed herself in man's apparel,
Went to fight among the rest.
The winds did blow her jacket open,
There they saw her lily-white breast.

Then the captain stepped up to her,
Asking her what she did there.
‘Oh I am come to seek my true love
Whom I lately loved so dear.’

‘If you are come to seek your true love,
Pray tell me what his name may be.’
She cried, ‘His name is William Taylor,
Who from the Irish ranks did come.’

‘You've come to seek your own true lover
And he hath proved to you severe,
For he is married to a rich young lady,
He was married the other year.’

She rose early the very next morning,
She rose by the break of day.
There she saw her true love Billy
Walking with his lady gay.

And then she called for a brace of pistols,
A brace of pistols she did command.
So she bide and shoot her William Taylor
With his bride at his right hand.

Now this captain was well pleased,
Was well pleased with what she'd done.
So she soon came a beau-commander
On shipboard with all his men.

Then the captain was well pleased,
Was well pleased with all that passed.
It was only three weeks after
Sarah became the captain's wife.