When first I landed in Liverpool
I went upon a spree
Me money alas, I spent it fast
Got drunk as drunk could be
And when that me money was all gone
Twas then I wanted more
i made up my mind, that i was in client, to go to sea once more

No more boys, no more, to go to sea no more!
i made up my mind, that i was in client, to go to sea no more

I spent the night with Angelene too drunk to roll in bed
Me watch was new and me money too
In the morning with them she fled
And as I walked the streets about
The whores they all did roar
"There goes Jack Rattcliff poor
Sailor boy, who must go to sea once more"

Once more boys, once more, who must to sea once more!
"There goes Jack Rattcliff  poor
Sailor lad, he must go to sea once more"

And as I walked the streets about
I met with the Rapper Browne
I asked him if he take me in
But he looked at me with a frown
He said last time that you was paid off
With me you cut no store
But I′ll take you a advance and I'll give
Youth a chance to go to sea once more

Once more boys, once more! to go to sea once more!
But I′ll take you a advance and I'll give
Youth a chance to go to sea once more

He shipped me on board of a whaling ship bound for the artic sea
Where the cold wind blows through the
Frost and snow and Jamaican rum would freeze.
But worse to bear I′d no hard weather gear
For I spent all me money on shore
'Twas then that said I wished that I was dead and could go to sea no more

No more boys, no more, go to sea no more
′Twas then that said I wished that I was dead and could go to sea no more

So come all you bold sea-faring men who listen to me song
When you come off those long trips I'll tell you not go wrong
Take my tip when you come of a trip
don′t go with any whores
Get married instead  have all night in bed and go to sea no more

No more, boys, no more go to sea no more
Get married instead  have all night in bed and go to sea no more