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I was a young maiden truly,

And lived in Sandgate-street;

I thought to marry a good man,

To keep me warm at neet.

Some good-like body, some bonny body,

To be with me at noon;

But last I married a keelman,

And my good days are done.

I thought to marry a parson,

To hear me say my prayers;

But I have married a keelman,

And he kicks me down the stairs.

He's an ugly body, a bubbly body,

An ill-far'd ugly loon;

And I have married a keelman,

And my good days are done.

I thought to marry a dyer,

To dye my apron blue;

And I have married a keelman,

And he makes me sorely rue.

He's an ugly body, a bubbly body,

An ill-far'd ugly loon;

And I have married a keelman,

And my good days are done.

I thought to marry a joiner,

To make me chair and stool;

But I have married a keelman,

And he's a perfect fool.

He's an ugly body, a bubbly body,

An ill-far'd ugly loon;

And I have married a keelman,

And my good days are done.

I thought to marry a sailor,

To bring me sugar and tea;

But I have married a keelman,

And that he lets me see.

He's an ugly body, a bubbly body,

An ill-far'd ugly loon;

And I have married a keelman,

And my good days are done.