My Love He Is A Sailor Bold- Ross (Aber) 1907 Greig
[Grieg-Duncan 1085 from The Greig-Duncan Folk Song Collection - Volume 8 - Page 424 by Patrick N. Shuldham-Shaw, ‎Emily B. Lyle - 2002.
R. Matteson 2017]
"My Love He Is A Sailor Bold," sung by Miss Ross about 1907, Aberdeenshire, Scotland.
My love he is a a sailor bold
He ploughs the waves on the raging sea,
He wears a blue band on his arm
To tell how true he is to me.
CHORUS: Bring me back the one I love,
Bring oh, bring him back to me,
Oh, if I only had back my sailor boy
Oh happy happy would I be.
My true love he's like a little bird
That flits about from tree to tree,
And when he meets some other girl,
He never, never thinks on me.
I wish my love's heart was made of glass,
That I could see right thro' and thro',
I would read his secrets as I pass,
And know if he was really true.
I feel he's like the weathercock,
That changes with the wind;
I feel he's like the turtle dove,
That sits on yonder tree,
Lamenting sore in its ain true heart,
As now I do for thee.
Remember this and bear in mind,
A faithful love is hard to find,
But when you find one kind and true,
Don't change the old one for the new.