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Intro

 From a barque in the harbour I went roaming on shore

 And stepped into a pub where I was oft times before

 And as I was sitting and enjoying my glass

 Who chanced to walk in but a young Spanish lass

 She sat down beside me and kept squeezing my hand

 Saying Sir you're a stranger not long to this land

 Will you roam, Johnny Sailor, would you roam along with me

 To some lonesome spot where nobody can see

  Don't you leave me Johnny Sailor were the words she did cry

  Waving and weeping and wiping her eyes

  When you reach home in your own Newfoundland

  Think of the young Spaniard who kept squeezing your hand

 I quickly consented with her for to roam

 She lived by herself in a neat little home

 She was brisk, plump and jolly and her age scare nineteen

 And the name of that maiden I think was Irene

 One fine summer's morning our ship, she set sail

 And down by the seashore lovely Irene she came

 Waving her pocket hankerchief and wiping her eyes

 Don't leave me Johnny Sailor were the words she did cry

 I'll give you farewell love on a fine summer's breeze

 But love don't forget me when you're crossing the sea

 And when you are married and enjoying your bride

 Think on the young maiden who lay by your side