“Oh! I have a wife in fair Plymouth town,
But a widow I fear she will be.”
And then up spoke the little cabin-boy,
And a pretty little boy was he:
“Oh! I am more grievd for my daddy and my mammy,
Than you for your wives all three.”
Then three times round went our gallant ship,
And three times round went she:
For the want of a life-boat they all went down,
And she sank to the bottom of the sea.