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Lyr Req: Martin Carthy song

GUEST 13 Mar 19 - 03:42 AM
RTim 13 Mar 19 - 10:41 AM
GUEST,David 13 Mar 19 - 04:40 PM
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Subject: Lyr Req: Martin Carthy song
From: GUEST
Date: 13 Mar 19 - 03:42 AM

I'm trying to find a song I heard on cd a few years back.I think it has three verses and it's basically about man meets woman, sleeps with her, wakes to find he's been robbed but he's not concerned with that more with the fiery feeling in his groin she's left him with.


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Martin Carthy song
From: RTim
Date: 13 Mar 19 - 10:41 AM

Martin Carthy sings Ramblin' Sailor

Oh, I am a sailor brisk and bold,
Long time I've sailed the ocean.
Oh, I've fought for king and the country too,
For honour and promotion.
So now, my brother shipmates, I bid you all adieu,
No more will I go to sea with you;
But I'll ramble the country through and through
And I'll be a rambling sailor.

Oh, it's off to a village then I went
Where I saw lassies plenty;
Oh, I boldly stepped up to one of them
To court her for her beauty.
Oh, her cheeks, they were like the rubies red;
She'd a feathered bonnet a-covering her head.
Oh, I put the hard word on her but she said she was a maid,
The saucy little trim-rigged doxy.

“Oh, I can't and I won't go along with you,
You saucy rambling sailor.
Oh, my parents, they would never agree
For I'm promised to a tailor.”
But I was hot shot eager to rifle her charms.
“A guinea,” says I, “for a roll in your arms.”
The deal was done and upstairs we went,
Myself and the trim-rigged doxy.

Oh, it was haul on the bowline, let your stays'ls fall,
We was yardarm to yardarm bumpin'.
My shot locker empty, asleep I fell
And then she fell into robbin';
Oh, she robbed all my pockets of everything I had,
She even stole my new boots from underneath the bed,
And she even stole my gold watch from underneath my head,
The saucy little trim-rigged doxy.

And it's when I awoke in the morning bright,
Oh, I started to roar like thunder.
My gold watch and my money too
She bore away for plunder.
But it wasn't for my watch nor my money too,
For them I don't value but I tell you true,
I think her little fire-bucket burned my bobstay through,
That saucy little trim-rigged doxy.

Tim Radford


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Martin Carthy song
From: GUEST,David
Date: 13 Mar 19 - 04:40 PM

Also known as Trim Rigged Doxy; it was a favorite maritime signature song of Lou Killen. He sang it any number of times at the annual Mystic Seaport Sea Music Festival.


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