Once I was a waitinґ man that lived at home at ease.
Now I am a mariner that ploughs the angry seas.
I always loved seafarinґ life, I bid my love adieu
I shipped as steward and cook, me boys, on board the Kangaroo.
Cho: Oh I never thought she would prove false or either prove untrue
As we sailed away through Milford Bay on board the Kangaroo
«Think of me, oh think of me,» she mournfully did say,
«When you are in a foreign land and I am far away.
Take this lucky tuppenny bit, itґll make you bear in mind
That lovinґ trustinґ faithful heart you left in tears behind.»
«Cheer Up, cheer up, my own true love. Donґt weep so bitterly,»
She sobbed, she sighed, she choked, she cried and could not say goodbye
«I wonґt be gone for very long, ґtis but a month or two.
When I will return again of course Iґll visit you.»
Our ship it was homeward bound from manyґs the foreign shore