My Johnny was a shoemaker and dearly he loved me
 My Johnny was a shoemaker but now he's gone to sea
 With pitch and tar to soil his hands
 And to sail across the sea, stormy sea
 And sail across the stormy sea
 
 His jacket was a deep sky blue and curly was his hair
 His jacket was a deep sky blue, it was, I do declare
 For to reive the topsails up against the mast
 And to sail across the sea, stormy sea
 And sail across the stormy sea
 
 Some day he'll be a captain bold with a brave and a gallant crew
 Some day he'll be a captain bold with a sword and spy-glass too
 And when he has a gallant captain's sword
 He'll come home and marry me, marry me
 He'll come home and marry me