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TWO SAILORS OUTWITTED.
All you that sail the foaming ocean,
listen a while and you shall hear,
And I will tell you of a portion,
fell to one that sail’d the sea
In Herriot’s fields two sailors walking,
their pockets being well lin’d with gold;
And as they were together talking,
a woman there they did behold,
With her lap tuck’d up, and a big basket,
and the poor woman for to ease,
To carry her basket, one of them asked,
her answer was, Sir if you please.
But, O kind Sir, I do not know you,
my basket’s full of eggs, take care,
And if chance be, you do out-go me,
at half-way-house pray leave them there.
But this poor woman to bite the biter,
at half-way-house they passed by,
To see them fond the stept the lighter,
but still upon them she kept an eye.
When these two sailors came to quarters,
they thought they’d left her in the fields,
But oh! alake! they were all mistaken,
for she was close in at their heels.
