William Taylor

Oh William Taylor was a brisk young sailor

And he has courted a lady gay

Well bells were ringing and sailors singing

As to church they did repair

And fifty couple were at the wedding

And all were dressed in rich array

Instead of William and getting married

He was pressed and sent away

So she has put on a man's apparel

Man's apparel she's put on

And afore to find her on true love

Afore to find him she has gone

But then the captain he stepped up to her

He said Fair maid what bring you here

She said I've come in search of William Taylor

Who was pressed from me last year

If you come in search of William Taylor

It's William Taylor he's not here

For I do hear that he's to be married

To some lovely lady fair

If you rise early in the morning

Early at the break of day

It's there you'll Find your William Taylor

Walking with the ladies gay

So she rose up the very next morning

Early at the break of day

And it's there she's find her William Taylor

Walking with the ladies gay

So she has called for a brace of pistols

To be brought to her right hand

And she has shot at William Taylor

With his bride at his right hand