The Fireship
As I walked out one ev-e-ning
Upon my night's career
I spied a pretty fireship
And to her I did steer
I hoisted up my sig-i-nal
Which she did quickly view
And when I had my bunting up
She immediately hove to-oo-oo.
She had a dark and a rovin' ah-ah-eye
And her hair hung down in ring-a-lets
A nice girl, a decent girl, but
One of the rakish kind.
"Excuse me, sir," said she to me
"For bein' out so late
For if my parents knew of this
Then sad would be my fate
My father is a minister
A good and righteous man
My mother is a Methodist, I
Do the best I ca-a-an."
She had a dark and a rovin' ah-ah-eye
And her hair hung down in ring-a-lets
A nice girl, a decent girl, but
One of the rakish kind.
I took her to a tav-er-en
And treated her with wine
Oh little did I know that she
Was of the rakish kind
I handled her, I dandled her
Much to my surprise
Turned out she was a pirate ship, rigged
Up in this disgu-i-ise.
She had a dark and a rovin' ah-ah-eye
And her hair hung down in ring-a-lets
A nice girl, a decent girl, but
One of the rakish kind.
So listen all you sailor men
Who sail upon the sea
Beware of them, they're fireships
One was the ruin of me
Beware of them, steer clear of them
They'll be the death of you
Twas there I had my mizzen sprung
And my strongbox broken through-oo-oo.
She had a dark and a rovin' ah-ah-eye
And her hair hung down in ring-a-lets
A nice girl, a decent girl, but
One of the rakish kind.