Dan Zanes & Social Broken Scene — Jack Tar On Shore

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 [Intro]
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 [Verse 1]
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So come all you ladies gay who delight in sailors' joy
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Come listen while I sing to you a song
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When Jack Tar, he comes on shore with his gold and silver in store
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There's no one can get rid of it so soon


 [Verse 2]
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And the first thing Jack require is a fiddler to his hand
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And likewise the best liquor of every kind
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And a pretty girl likewise with two dark and rolling eyes
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Jack Tar, he's suited to his mind


 [Verse 3]
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Now the landlady comes in, dressed all in her Sunday best
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She looked like some bright and evening star
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She was ready to wait on him when she find he's plenty o' tin
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Chalk him down, two for one behind the bar


 [Verse 4]
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And now Jack, all in his rage, he threw bottles at her head
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Likewise all the glasses he let fly
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And the poor girl in her fright called the watchmen of that night
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Saying, "Take this young sailor away"


 [Instrumental]
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 [Verse 5]
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Now Jack did understand that a ship lay wanting hands
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To her, he then went straight down
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With a sweet and pleasant gale he unfurled his lofty sail
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Bid adieu to the lasses of the town


 [Verse 6]
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Now he laid her on a track like a cutter or a smack
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She rolled from the lee down to the weather
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And we kept her full and by, close to windward she would lie
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We were bound for Blackwall in stormy weather


 [Outro]
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