Short jacket and white trousers this young girl she put on
And like some handsome sailor bold she went rambling round the town
She did engage with our captain Ross, a sailor lad to be
All for to seek her own true love across the raging sea
One night as she sat drowsing - she was ready for her bed -
Our captain sighed and said to her, "Oh I wish you were a maid!
With your rosy cheeks and your curly hair, you have beguiled me
And I've often wished with all my heart you could my sweetheart be.
"Hold your tongue dear captain! Such talk is all in vain.
For if our shipmates came to know, they would make sport and game
But when we do reach the shore, some pretty girls we'll find
To ramble along with us bold lads, if we're that way inclined
It was a few days after, we docked in Baltimore
That girl, she appeared in her petticoats, which made our captain roar
Oh a sailor I have been on board, but a maid I'm going ashore
You've missed your chance dear captain. Adieu forevermore.