All things are quite silent, each mortal at rest When me and my love got snug in one nest When a bold set of ruffians they entered our cave And they forced my dear jewel to plough the salt wave. I begged hard for my sailor as I'd beg for my life They'd not listen to me although a fond wife Saying: "The king he wants sailors, to the sea he must go," And they've left me lamenting in sorrow and woe. Although my love's gone I will not be cast down Who knows but my sailor may once more return? And will make me amends for all trouble and strife And my true love and I might live happy for life