The Blue Cockade - Show Of Hands

It was on one Monday’s morning as I crossed o’er the Moors

I had little thought of listing 'til the Soldiers did me cross

The company enticed me to drink their health all around

And the bounty

And the bounty

They gave me five guineas and a crown

Now my head was full of drink, love, and I didn’t think of you

And now I’m forced to go and join the orange and the blues

Our ship she waits at anchor to take the flowing tide

I’ll return, love

I’ll return, love

I’ll return, love

I’ll return, love, in the springtime when I’ll make you my bride

So early the next morning, before the break of day

The Captain gave his orders and my love marched away

All in your ranks and files, boys, all on your native shore

Fare thee well, love, fare thee well love

Fare thee well, love, fare thee well

Fare thee well, love, you’re the lad that I adore

But I hope you never prosper and I hope you always fail

In everything you venture, I hope you ne’er do well

And the very ground you walk upon, may the grass refuse to grow

Since you’ve been the

Since you’ve been the

Since you’ve been the

Since you’ve been the very cause of my sorrow grief and woe

Well, it’s true my love has listed

And he wears the blue cockade

He is a handsome young man

Likewise a roving blade

He is a handsome young man and he’s gone to serve the king

While my very

While my very

While my very

While my very heart is aching all for the love of him

Farewell